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whole of him.
    He’s growling like a lion, really ‘fucking my brains out’ – it’s true, I am no longer coherent. He’s now nipping my neck, covering me with ravenous wet kisses, pumping me deep, ruthlessly – both his hands are cupping my ass tightly as he thrusts me rhythmically, bringing me as close to his groin as possible with his grip. My hands rake down his back and claw down onto his butt as I bring my legs up and wrap them around his neck. He’s in so deep now, it hurts, but I’m relishing the sweet, sharp pain as he pumps his thick length into my womb.
    “I. Love. Fucking. You.” His mantra is almost cruel, punctuated with each thrust. “So. Fucking. Wet. So Fucking. Horny. My cock thinks about you. All…Day. Long. All. Fucking. Day. Long. Your. Wet. Pearlette. Your. Tight. Horny. Pussy. Always ready to be…Fucked. By. Me.”
    Our mouths are frantic, tongues lashing out at each other, licking all over, biting, sucking. This is not love-making, this is dirty carnal sin. It’s verging on painful but I want it this way. I want to feel him. To own him. Laura doesn’t elicit this kind of desire from him. I do. I’m his addiction. I’m his drug.
    “Why did you leave me?” I murmur as he rams all of himself mercilessly into me. “Why didn’t you phone?” I push my butt up higher as my ankles close fast about his neck.
    He pulls almost all the way out, tantalizingly slowly. “Because you needed to know how much you wanted me. And I needed to have you desperate for me.” He’s licking my tongue, speaking only between kisses which are carnal pools of frantic desire.
    “I am desperate,” I breathe.
    He slams back into me. “I know - your body’s telling me. Do you think about sex with me all day long, Pearl?”
    “Yes.” He pulls out teasingly slowly. Sooo slowly.
    “Are you cured of your penis phobia?” He thrusts himself in really deep and hard. I groan. I feel so dominated. Then he eases a tiny way out and speeds up, circling his hips. Oh yes. Oh yes .
    I can hardly speak but burble, “Yes, I’m over it. At least you override any hang-ups I have. You…” His movements are doing things to my brain, I can hardly get the words out….“You are different. You… oh, God, I need you Alexandre.”
    He slams himself all the way in, brutally. “I know you do. And I need you to need me. Are you done with your lesbian fantasy, too?”
    “No, I’ll never be done with lesbian fantasies,” I tease.
    His growl is deep with appreciation with what I’ve just said. “Tell me…tell me, baby, what you did with Alessandra,” he asks gyrating his hips again. I can feel how thick he’s getting, feel him spreading inside me even more, filling my walls.
    “I kissed a girl and I liked it.”
    “Oh yeah – tell me more.”
    I raise my butt up a touch so he’s in even deeper. “She licked her tongue in between my legs – she made me come.”
    “Like I’m coming now, baby. Oh fuck this is intense!” He rams himself hard up inside me and I feel a scalding rush of cum shoot into my womb – profound and powerful. Then he thrusts again and I sense another charge of semen burst deep within me. “Aah,” he’s moaning and crying out. “Jesus, Pearl, only you can do this to me. Fuck!” He’s groaning as if in pain.
    We remain like that for a good five minutes and then he pulls out, very slowly. I lie there, still doubled up, my butt in the air. There’s a marsh between my legs – it’s seeping everywhere. Slowly I stretch myself out but Alexandre’s arms are wrapped about me so I can’t escape.
    He’s stroking me gently, running his fingertips along the curve of my ass. I’m no longer being devoured but savored. “Your skin is so soft and flawless, Pearl, so beautiful. You’re intoxicating…really…I just can’t get enough of you.”
    He presses his muscular thigh into my crotch and I move myself gently up and down. At first, it feels like a small comfort after being ravaged by him