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become a control freak with you and I was afraid. I didn’t want you to see me like that.”
    “But Bruce... I like it when you control me,” she said, biting her lip. She had never realized it herself but now, it seemed so obvious. Yes, she loved it when he was in charge. She loved it when he told her what to do with authority, like the alpha man he was.
    “Kiss me,” she whispered.

Chapter Six
    B ruce pressed his lips against hers and gave her a long, soft, wet kiss. Her crotch was burning and she felt the need to apologize. She dropped to her feet and pressed her cheeks against his cock. He was soft but his penis was long enough to caress her entire face. She parted her lips and kissed his dick. Gently at first, but his erection started to grow and she shifted gears.
    She decided to take him deep throat on this beach, in front of everyone. She wanted him to feel confident again: he was the only one who could ever feel her lips and her tongue around his shaft. Nobody could claim her except for him.
    She looked up and saw raw desire in his eyes. She loved it. She loved to see him in control of himself, and most importantly, of her. He grabbed her hair into a fist and buried his huge cock inside her mouth. After all these years together, it was still a miracle for her to swallow his impressive size without chocking to death. Bruce started slow, allowing her to catch her breath.
    After a few thrusts though, he accelerated. She could feel his impatience. He was burning with desire for her. He pounded her mouth again and again, without ever pulling his dick completely. As soon as his head reached her lips, his cock would plunge deeper and deeper into her throat. He was literally fucking her mouth and Jen loved it. He was rocking his entire body and she was shaking of pleasure.
    Bruce had obviously been jealous when Bastien had indirectly invited Jen to sleep with him. She could feel his frustration; his anger. It was almost like rage. Bruce was furious; sexually dangerous, almost violent but still thoughtful.
    He told her to stand up, flipped her around and fucked her, balls deep. Jennifer screamed and everybody turned to look at them. Some people chuckled and said the party had started earlier for them. There was no more party for Jen: only Bruce.
    He banged her, really hard. Bruce was angry. He pulled her hair and grabbed her arms, crossing her wrists behind her back. Jen’s nipples were pointing forward and her ass was getting red. She couldn’t stop screaming. The sex was insane. Jennifer couldn’t catch her breath and her vision became blurry.
    Her eyes rolled up and her body tightened: she was coming. She curled her toes in the sand and planted her nails into her own flesh.
    “Fuck!” she screamed. “Yes! Yes!”
    Bruce pounded her with anger, so much so that Jennifer felt a second orgasm coming. It felt like a tsunami. It was deliciously overwhelming. She climaxed again and her knees wobbled. She couldn’t stand on her feet but Bruce wouldn’t allow her to fall. He fucked her hard and prolonged the orgasm. She came a third time. Unbelievable. What was he doing to her?
    Jennifer lost count of her orgasms after five. She was so exhausted that she fell on her knees.
    “Oh my God, baby!”
    “Suck me,” he said.
    She opened her mouth and he fucked her again. After a few seconds, he cummed inside her throat. It was warm, thick, creamy and slightly salty. It was delicious. Jennifer swallowed everything. There wasn’t enough. She needed more. She stroked him hard, milking him until the last drop.
    Finally, he fell on the sand next to her and they both stared at the sky. It was a beautiful night. It reminded her of their first time. Tonight, Bruce had fucked her like never before. It was better than anything she had ever experienced with him - and she had experienced a lot!
    “You were so intense,” she said.
    “Yeah. I needed you to know that you’re mine.”
    “Are you satisfied?”
    “I’m never