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then slides two
fingers into me. My eyes roll back in my head as he holds me in his arms. “I
love your pussy,” he murmurs working my insides, and I am lost under his spell.
    I let go of his cock and brace my weight on the railing,
wrapping my legs firmly around him. He doesn’t waste one second before entering
me and I clench my pussy right away as he pumps me for what feels like ten
minutes or ten seconds…I’m so lost. The force of the fullness is too much and
without warning, I come hard, his shaft taking my body where he wants. My full
body convulsing as I scream into his neck and he grunts right along with me,
letting go at the precise time I do. “Fuck,” he grunts, still slamming into me
as we both come back to reality. “I could fuck you all night.”
    “Well…you do have thirty-six hours.”
    A naughty grin spans his face and he carries me back inside.
His cock still pulsating and hard inside me as he lays me on his plush bed. My
eyes are heavy as he splays his hand over my stomach, moving in and out of me
again. Fucking me like a machine. God, the stamina he has is mind-blowing.
    Each thrust is blissful, my body so hot as he pushes me to
my max. Filling me full of his huge cock. “Fuck, King,” I whine.
    “That’s it, let me hear you, baby.”
    I moan louder and harder, his hand still over my stomach as
he rocks me. “Yes, like that,” I tell him as he adjusts his angle and rubs my
G-spot.
    “Is that what you like?” His voice is rough and I look deep
into his eyes, wanting to respond. But can’t. I’m right there. He takes both of
his hands and presses me into the bed, still standing on the floor, and I
freeze as an orgasm so fucking intense shocks my body from the inside out.
    It takes a moment for the pleasure to roll through me, then
wildly, I yell his name, which only makes him fuck me harder and that makes the
come that much more intense. Gripping the sheets beneath me as King gives me
one good slam, I’ve already come to recognize as his signature move that he
does right before he comes inside me, as I relish in the fullness of his cock
and his cum.
    He pushes every drop inside me, and I run my fingers through
his messy hair as his head hangs down low. “I can’t stop,” he tells me, still
moving.
    And I can’t help but giggle reminding him, “We have
thirty-six hours.”
    “It’s not enough, I could fuck you for thirty-six hours
straight and still need more of you.”
    Cupping his face in the palm of my hand, which he nudges
against like it holds the key to his next breath, I tell him, “I kinda have to
pee.”
    “Then pee.”
    “Yuck,” I shout and hit him.
    He smirks and slowly pulls out of me. “See? That feeling, I
don’t like it. I need to be inside you.”
    I look down at his cock, all shiny from fucking, and walk to
the bathroom. “You’re a piece of work, King.”
    “You do this to me, Ever,” he shouts after me.
    I smile as I use the restroom, admiring the artwork on the
wall. It is of an old worn-down building. When I first met King, I would have
never guessed by the way he looks or his tattoos that he would be into this
sort of stuff. Walking back into the bedroom, King is nowhere to be seen.
“King?” I shout.
    “I’m out here,” he says.
    And I walk back onto the rooftop deck, covering my naked
body as I exit the house. King is removing the lid to his hot tub and says, “No
one can see us up here, I promise.”
    “Why did you say they could earlier?” I look around and
before I can scan the whole area, he swoops me off my feet, kissing my lips as
he carries me into the hot tub. “I was just fuckin’ with you.” The water is hot
and stings my skin. I flinch in his hold and ask him, “Don’t you think this is
hot?”
    “A little. Find pleasure in the pain, Ever.”
    With my arms wrapped around his neck, I look deep into his
blue eyes. “What?” he asks me.
    “Nothing.”
    “What are you thinking, when you look at me?”
    “I don’t

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