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"Eager, are we?"

"Yes."

He pushes a little more, his cock slipping into my entrance.

Then, without warning, he drives deep.

I let out a yelp, pain and pleasure warring.

"Okay, cara?"

"God, yes."

"More?"

"God, yes!"

He laughs softly.

"My beautiful girl," he says, withdrawing and sliding in again.

I moan.

"Yes, that's it. Let me hear how much you like it."

He does it again.

And again.

"Fuck, Victoria, your cunt feels good."

I whimper.

He thrusts deep, and my body jolts, another orgasm catching me off guard.

"God, yes," he hisses, fucking me faster. "Come for me."

I do, my cries muffled by the bed.

He grips my hair and turns my head, so I'm looking at him.

"Let me hear it," he says.

"Yes!" I cry out. "Like that! Yes!"

He pumps his hips, driving deeper.

"Mario!"

"Yes, baby. Take my cock."

It's the first time he's ever called me baby, and I'm not sure what to think of it.

But then he's fucking me, and nothing matters but the sensations rushing through me.

"More," I beg, the pleasure growing.

"Yes," he agrees, sliding a hand under me and lifting my hips.

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