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BELONG TO YOU

My cock was already throbbing painfully — thick and veined, the head already glistening with pre-cum.Elena's ass was still raised high, her back arched beautifully, that perfect pink pussy dripping and clenching in anticipation.I gripped her hips hard, fingers digging into her soft flesh, and rubbed my bare cock slowly up and down her soaked slit.She whimpered, pushing back against me desperately."Stop teasing me… please," she begged, her voice already wrecked.I smirked and pressed the thick head against her tight entrance.Then I pushed in slow, inch by inch, letting her feel every single thick inch stretching her open."Fuuuuck," I groaned deeply as her pussy gripped me like a vice — so tight and scorching hot. "You're soaking my cock already, baby."Elena moaned loudly, her fingers twisting into the expensive sheets.I kept pushing until I bottomed out, my hips pressed against her ass, my balls pressed against her clit.I stayed there for a moment, letting her feel how full sh

BURNING UP

AUTHOR'S POVLena drifted awake in a fevered haze. Her skin was sweaty and overheated, every inch of her burning as if lit from within.*Where am I?*The thought barely formed before a deep, guttural grunt rumbled behind her—a raw, masculine sound edged with barely leashed hunger, the sound of a man pushed to his absolute limits.Hot breath fanned across her neck.*Mitch? Is that him?*She couldn’t see who was behind her. She lay on her side facing the window, where soft white curtains glowed in the morning light.Her breath hitched as a massive, solid wall of heat pressed against her back. Something thick and rock-hard throbbed insistently against her ass, pulsing with urgent heat.“Lena…”The whisper was hot, hoarse, and strained—almost pained with need.*His voice sounds so deep… different,* she thought.Tears slipped down her cheeks as she squeezed her burning eyes shut.*Mitch… please treat me like you did before.*The voice returned, low and rough against her ear.“I’m so sorry,

NO... PLEASE

Carefully, he hooked her panties aside.Lena shuddered as his hard cock twitched against her bare ass the moment the fabric was pulled away.“Lena… can I touch you here again?”She nodded.His fingertips brushed her bare, dripping pussy. He hissed sharply through his teeth, the sound raw with restraint.“So warm… so fucking wet for me,” he murmured, voice trembling. “Can I… slide a finger inside you? Just one. I need to feel how you’re burning.”“You’re my husband,” she whispered hoarsely, trembling. “I can handle it… go ahead.”He let out a low, grateful groan and slowly pushed one thick finger into her tight heat.Lena’s eyes squeezed shut as her walls clenched hard around the intrusion. A sharp gasp tore from her lips. Her body jolted, fingers twisting desperately into the sheets.The stretch burned deliciously, amplified by her fever. Every nerve screamed with hypersensitive pleasure-pain. She felt so full already—her soaked pussy fluttering and gripping him involuntarily, her jui

CHECK UP

LENA’S POV My eyes fluttered open to a pristine white ceiling. The room looked different—the curtains were no longer soft white but a calm, muted grey. My heart was still racing, and I gasped for air. That heavy, aching pressure lingered low in my abdomen, tingling painfully, desperate for a release that never came. *What just happened?* *Was that… a dream?* I had a strange, fevered dream about… Tarzan? My body still felt unbearably hot, my eyes burning. I realized I was tightly hugging a large teddy bear. A thin IV line was taped to the back of my hand. *Where am I?* I turned my head slightly and saw a woman in a white coat speaking quietly to a tall man. I couldn’t see his face, only his broad back. But that height, that familiar stance with his hands tucked casually in his pockets—my heart skipped hard. “Oh, she’s awake,” the doctor said. He turned around. The moment our eyes met, his lit up and a warm smile spread across his face. I couldn’t handle it. I looked away ins

YOU CONFESSED

“I… I got followed from work one evening. Two men cornered me. One of them had a knife. It was terrifying. I didn’t do anything wrong… I don’t even know who they were.” She sighed heavily. “That’s so sad. What you experienced was genuinely terrifying. Your body and nervous system are still reacting to that trauma — the fever, the chills, the shock… these are all normal responses after such a frightening event. Your mind and body went into survival mode, and now they’re trying to reset.” She paused, then took a seat on the edge of the bed and gently took my hand before continuing softly, “First, I want you to know that none of what happened was your fault. Like you said you didn’t do anything wrong to them. People can be evil, that’s just the truth. But you weren’t hurt physically. Still, a near-death experience like that can shake anyone. Sometimes our minds replay the moment over and over as a way to try and regain control. That’s likely why the fever hit you so hard.” She gave m

THANK YOU

I had nothing else to say. The silence stretched between us, thick and heavy. “I’ll order food for you,” he spoke again, his voice softer. “What would you like to eat?” I swallowed and finally met his gaze properly. “Thank you… for everything,” I said quietly. “For saving me again. I don’t even know how I got here, but I’m really grateful.” Tarzan stood there for a moment, hands sliding back into his pockets. Something flickered across his face — relief mixed with that same guarded look he always wore. “I thought you’d never say that,” he said with a small smile, his gaze dropping. “I always say thanks… what are you talking about?” I replied defensively. Wait, have I never thanked him before? I was sure I had. When I looked up, his eyes were already on me. “You don’t have to thank me,” he said quietly. “I’m just glad I got to you in time. Again.” The way he said “again” made my stomach tighten. I still had no clear memory of how I ended up in this luxurious suite, surrounded

HOW DID YOU DO IT?

After a few minutes, a soft knock came at the door. A hotel server wheeled in a trolley. “I’ll take over from here,” Tarzan said to her. She bowed politely and left. The rich smell of warm chicken soup and fresh fruit filled the room. Tarzan adjusted the table over my lap and uncovered the dishes with careful movements. “Here,” he said, sitting on the edge of the bed this time — closer than before. “Eat slowly.” I picked up the spoon, but my hands were still shaky from the fever. After two failed attempts, soup spilled onto the tray. Tarzan watched me quietly for a second, then gently took the spoon from my fingers. “Let me,” he murmured. My heart stumbled. “You don’t have to—” “I want to.” His voice was low, almost rough. “You’re still weak. Just let me take care of you, Lena.” “I can do it…” “I know you can, but please… let me,” he said softly. I nodded, too embarrassed to argue any further. He scooped a spoonful of soup, blew on it gently to cool it, and br

SWEAR

“What are you thinking?” His voice cut through my thoughts. I frowned. “Why would you take a loan? I know what it’s like to struggle with debt — to be buried in it and not know how to dig yourself out. I can’t believe you put yourself in that position. You could have just taken me to your place, Tarzan. You didn’t need to do this.” “Your health, Lena… it’s not something I could risk in just any environment,” he replied calmly. “My place isn’t suitable for someone as sick as you were. It’s too rough. I couldn’t bear the thought of you like that there.” “But this… this isn’t a better option either. How much is all of this? How much did you actually spend on this place and the medical bills?” Tarzan gave me a small smirk, his eyes never leaving mine. “You want to pay it back?” “Yes!” I snapped. He shrugged. “Fifty.” “Fifty?” I echoed, still too foggy from the fever to process it. “Fifty dollars?” “No.” His smirk widened slightly. “Fifty million.” I stared

PARADISE

MITCH'S POVTalk about paradise on earth.The whiskey burned down my throat as I leaned back against the headboard, glass in one hand, the other tangled in Elena’s dark hair.Fourth round of the evening, and my cock was still rock-hard, slick from her spit and the mess we’d already made of the sheets.She was on her knees between my spread thighs, that perfect mouth stretched wide around me, sucking greedily like she couldn’t get enough."Fuck… just like that," I groaned, taking another slow sip while her tongue swirled around the swollen head.Her eyes watered, but she never broke eye contact, hollowing her cheeks and taking me deeper until I hit the back of her throat. The wet, filthy sounds of her slurping mixed with the low music playing The Weeknd in the background.Suddenly, the image of Lena flashed back in my mind. Her tear-streaked face and how tight her throat felt. It was something else.I hate to admit it, but if I could, I would fuck her throat every day without minding i

NOT DONE

I started thrusting harder into Elena's ass, the slap of my hips against her firm cheeks loud and rhythmic.Each stroke dragged a broken moan out of her."God—Mitch—it's so deep in my ass," she sobbed, pushing back to meet me, her pussy dripping untouched onto the sheets below.I reached around and shoved two fingers into her soaked cunt, curling them hard against her G-spot while I pounded her asshole. The double penetration made her shake violently."You love this, don't you? Getting your tight ass wrecked while your pussy creams all over my fingers," I snarled, picking up speed. The bed creaked loudly. I spanked her hard, watching the flesh ripple."Yes! Fuck yes—I'm yours—use my ass however you want!"I fucked her mercilessly now, long, brutal strokes that made her whole body jolt forward. My balls slapped against her dripping pussy with every thrust. The whiskey buzz mixed with the raw pleasure, and that picture of Lena kept flashing behind my eyes — her chubby ass bouncing, tear

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