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Without thinking, because at this point all she wanted was him shoved so deep inside of her nothing else mattered, Shoshanna reached down, pushed his hand out of the way this time, and grabbed his impressive length. She shifted so she had his cockhead angled right at her entrance. For a moment time seemed to stand still. Right now there was only she and Toby.
    “Do it, Toby, fuck me.” God, Shoshanna was being a wanton little slut, but Toby’s answering groan told her he liked it. She shifted slightly, moved her leg so she was spread open for him, and the tip of his cock became lodged in her body. The high she felt engulfed her, making all common sense and reality fade. Nothing else mattered except right now.
    “I’m going to fuck you so good and hard that you’ll only want me from now on, baby.”
    She didn’t bother telling him that this night was probably their one and only. Toby was screwing her because he was drunk, and she had never had balls big enough to do this, but she was because of her inebriated state, too. Yes, they may have had a connection years ago, but it had been only during that one time at the party, and she’d never let herself go further with him. This may be only about sex right now, both of them getting this need out, nut she’d enjoy every minute of it. His entire body was strung so tight. Golden, tatted up skin flexed and bunched as he held his arm by her head still. The ring pierced through his nipple was small, yet masculine. When he slid in another inch, stretching her so damn good, he bared his teeth and closed his eyes.
    “God, you’re so damn big.” And he was. That wasn’t an exaggeration, not when she felt like she was going to split right in two.
    He rested his forehead against hers, and they panted against each other’s mouths. “Even though your pussy is so damn juicy for me you’re tight as fuck.”
    She let her head fall back against the wall behind her and closed her eyes. It felt like she was burning alive, like he was burning her alive. He became buried to the hilt inside of her, and then started moving in and out of her, faster and harder. She couldn’t wrap her head around the pleasure that she already felt, and they had just started.
    “Shoshanna, Christ , you feel so unbelievable,” he said in a gruff, hoarse whisper, and pumped into her again and again.
    Seeing all of that hard muscle flexing under his skin, had a shiver working through her. He had tattoos, lots of tattoos that covered his arms and chest, ones that were as artistic as they were intimidating. He looked into her eyes, and started fucking her even harder this time. Sweat covered her skin, and she saw beads of perspiration on his forehead. “Hell, baby.”
    It felt like he was so deep inside of her, touching every secret spot she had. God, it was good, so good. He curled his arm around her waist, and she wrapped her legs around his hips tighter, stabilizing herself. With his hand by her head on the wall and his other hand on her ass cheek, he started moving in and out of her so fast that her back moved up and down on the wall. The sounds of their flesh slapping together, of her wet skin moving along his in a very filthy, erotic way, had her pleasure mounting. The sounds that came from her were loud, clipped, and would have humiliated her if she wasn’t so aroused and drunk.
    “You feel so good.” He ground the words out and closed his eyes for a second before he opened them again. Toby made this low growly sound when he slammed into her especially hard, and her head slammed back against the wall. When he pulled almost all the way out, and then slowly pushed back into her, he was a little gentler. He did this repeatedly. Toby went back to kissing her, kissed her until she felt like her lips would bleed from the passion that came from him. With each passing second he didn’t give her slow and intimate again, but fast and hard. The burn of her back rubbing against the wall heightened her