“Beg,” he demands. “Please,” I immediately respond, my voice raising an octave when he presses his thumb harder into me. I’m on the verge of tears from how bad I want him. “Please fuck me, Christian. I need you. Please.” The satisfied groan that escapes his throat has me clenching tight around his rock-solid length, and I think I could cum from that sound alone. He leans down and nips at my ear. His smooth voice cuts through the air thick with sexual tension. “Don’t worry, angel. I’m going to send you straight back to heaven.”
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