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“One day, baby. I’m going to take you up on that offer,” he rasps. “But tonight isn’t about me.”

Placing his hands on my shoulders, he spins me around.

I shudder when his fingers softly brush against my neck as he pushes my hair over one shoulder.

His lips connect with my skin next, peppering kisses down my spine until he meets his fingers that have the zipper firmly in his grasp.

“Kingston,” I breathe as he pulls it down slowly until the fabric pools around my feet, leaving me standing in only my lace panties.

His knuckles bounce down my spine and my entire body pricks with goosebumps. My breasts are heavy and my core aches.

As much as I love this tender side of him, what I need right now is for him to throw me on the bed and take me hard and fast.

Gentle can come later. Everything can come later.

But right now, I need?—

“Turn around,” he demands.

Without question, I do as I’m told, and I find him gloriously naked with his thick, hard dick jutting out from between his thighs.

My mouth runs dry as I stare at him.

He’s a god. And something tells me that every single rumor I’ve ever heard about his skills is true.

For long, agonizing seconds, he does nothing but stare at me with his chest heaving and his cock bobbing with excitement.

And then, just as I think he’s going to go back on his words from outside, he leans forward, grips the back of my thighs, and flips me onto the middle of the bed.

I land with a gentle bounce and look down to see him pressing his knees to the end of the bed, the look in his eyes predatory.

It’s everything.

And then some.

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KINGSTON

Icrawl closer, staring down at her with what I’m sure is nothing but awe in my eyes as I drag her panties down her legs.

She’s fucking magnificent.

The flush on her cheeks that spreads down to her chest, the fullness of her tits, and her pink peaked nipples that are begging for my mouth. The dip of her waist, the flare of her hips and the?—

Gripping her knees, I force her legs wide, exposing her to me.

My eyes hold hers for a second longer, letting her see everything I’m feeling right now before they drop and sweet fucking shit…

If that isn’t the holy grail of pussy, then I don’t know what fucking is.

Her skin is smooth, pink, glistening, and ready. No, desperate.

I know the fucking feeling.

Fuck. I can already see how fucking perfect it’s going to look, stretched wide around my cock. I can feel her squeezing down on me. I can feel her rippling as she comes all over me.

My cock weeps for her, desperate to feel everything I’ve been vividly imagining.