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Renee stood at the edge of the bed, bare from the waist up, pants still on, breathing hard. Her breasts rose and fell fast.

The nipples were wet from his mouth and tight. Between her thighs the dark fabric of her pants had a deeper stain that she couldn’t hide no matter how she stood.

Liam didn’t give her time to recover.

He stepped back into her space, gripped the waistband of her pants, and shoved them down. Renee made a sharp sound of protest and grabbed at his wrists.

”Wait Liam, slow..”

The pants and underwear cleared her hips and dropped to her ankles in one motion. She was bare underneath.

Her pussy was already slick, the lips shiny and slightly parted. The scent of her arousal hit the air between them.

Liam pushed her back onto the bed. Renee’s ass hit the mattress and he followed her down, one knee between her thighs, forcing them open. She tried to close them. But his hand already slid straight between her legs and two fingers shoved into her.

Ah damn it ”Fuck!”

She was soaked. His fingers sank in easily to the knuckles. He didn’t start slow. He fucked them into her hard and fast from the first stroke, the wet sound of it loud in the quiet room. Renee’s hands flew to his forearm.

”Too much it’s too...”

He curled his fingers and rubbed roughly against the front wall of her pussy while his thumb found her clit and pressed.

Renee’s protest broke into a high, broken moan. Her hips jerked. He didn’t ease up. He fingered her faster, the heel of his hand slamming against her clit with every thrust of his fingers. The wet noise got louder. Messier.

”Liam ah fuck, wait...”

Her legs started shaking. He felt the tremor build in her thighs and drove his fingers deeper, faster, relentless. Renee’s head tipped back against the mattress.

Her mouth opened. The tension in her arms, the way she kept trying to say stop but her hips were lifting to meet his hand now, chasing the rough friction even as she gasped through it.

”I can’t I’m gonna.”

He didn’t slow down. He added a third finger and fucked them into her hard. Renee’s whole body seized.

A broken cry tore out of her and her pussy clenched hard around his fingers as she came. Fluid sprayed across his hand and wrist, soaking the sheets under her ass.

Her legs shook violently, heels digging into the mattress, thighs trying to clamp shut around his arm while the orgasm ripped through her in hard pulses.

Liam kept his fingers inside her through it, slower now but still deep, feeling every flutter and spasm.

Only when the shaking started to ease did he pull them out. They were dripping. He wiped them across her lower stomach, leaving a wet streak on her skin.

Renee lay there gasping, chest heaving, eyes unfocused. Her thighs were still trembling.

Liam stood up.

He undid his belt without hurry. The sound of the buckle made Renee’s eyes focus again. She pushed up on her elbows, still breathing hard, and watched as he opened his pants and pushed them down.

His cock sprang free, thick and heavy and already hard. The size of it was unmistakable in the daylight coming through the window — long, veined, the head flushed and already beading at the tip. It hung over her with a weight that made the air in the room feel smaller.

Renee’s eyes widened.”What the fuck...”

Her voice was hoarse. She stared at it like she couldn’t process the scale. Her throat moved as she swallowed.

”That’s there’s no way. Liam, that’s not going to fit. Anywhere.”

He wrapped a hand around the shaft and stroked it once, slow, from base to head. The size of it made his own fingers look smaller.

Renee’s gaze tracked the movement. Doubt and heat mixed in her expression. She shook her head once, small and disbelieving.

”I’ve neverthat’s too big. I can’t take that.”

”You can believe me.” He stepped closer to the edge of the bed, the heavy length of his cock level with her face. Renee tried to lean back.

His hand caught her jaw and held her in place. His thumb pressed against her lower lip.

Renee’s eyes flicked up to his face, still resistant, still doubtful then her lips parted.

Liam didn’t wait for more. He pushed the head of his cock past her lips and into the heat of her mouth in one steady thrust.

Renee made a choked sound. Her hands came up to his thighs. He didn’t stop. He fed her more of it, inch by thick inch, until the head hit the back of her throat and she gagged hard around him.

Her eyes watered immediately. He held her there for a second, feeling her throat convulse, then pulled back just enough for her to drag a wet breath through her nose.

Then he fucked her throat.

Deep. Rough. Balls-deep on every other stroke. Renee’s gagging sounds filled the room, wet and broken. Spit ran down her chin and dripped onto her bare breasts.

Her nails dug into his thighs, but she didn’t push him away. When he buried himself to the root and held there, her throat bulged slightly and her eyes streamed. He pulled back, let her cough and gasp, then shoved back in just as deep.

”Look at me.”

Renee’s watery eyes lifted. He held her gaze while he used her mouth, the thick shaft stretching her lips wide, spit-soaked and shining.

Every time he bottomed out she made a helpless, wet sound that went straight through him. Her mascara was starting to smear. Her breasts bounced with the force of each thrust.

He pulled free with a wet pop. A thick string of spit connected her bottom lip to the head of his cock before it broke. Renee coughed hard, chest heaving, spit shining on her chin and chest. She looked wrecked already.

Liam didn’t give her long.

He pushed her onto her back properly, climbed over her, and straddled her waist. His cock laid heavy between her full breasts. He gathered them in both hands soft, thick, warm and pressed them together around his shaft.

The fit was tight and hot. When he thrust forward the head of his cock emerged from the top of her cleavage, glossy with spit and precum.

He fucked her breasts.

The heavy flesh bounced and rippled with every thrust. Renee’s hands came up and covered his, helping him keep them squeezed tight around his cock without being asked.

Her eyes were locked on the thick head appearing and disappearing between her tits. Every time it nudged up toward her chin she flinched like she still couldn’t believe the size.

Liam shifted his angle and let the head slap against the soft underside of her left breast.

The wet sound of it made Renee’s breath catch. He did it again, harder dick slapping against the heavy curve of her breast, leaving a faint shiny mark.

Then the other side. Renee moaned, low and reluctant, like the sound had been pulled out of her.

He pressed her breasts back together and drove through them again, faster. The heat and softness of her surrounding his cock was almost enough.

Spit and precum slicked the channel between her tits until every thrust made a filthy wet sound. Renee’s nipples were still tight. When his fingers found them again and pinched while he fucked her chest, her back arched and her thighs pressed together hard under him.

”Still think it won’t fit?” he asked, voice rough.

Renee’s eyes were glassy. Her mouth was open. Spit still shone on her lower lip. She didn’t answer with words.

She just squeezed her breasts tighter around him and let him use them, the resistance from earlier reduced to the occasional tremble and the helpless sounds she couldn’t fully swallow.

Liam looked down at her flushed, spit-soaked, breasts wrapped around his cock, thighs slick from the squirting orgasm he had already forced out of her and didn’t slow down.

The claim wasn’t finished.But her body had already stopped arguing.