Before she had a chance to answer him, he flipped her over and pinned her beneath him. He traced the rim of her pussy, spreading her slickness up to her clit and back down, a maddening, teasing rhythm. "So fucking wet," he growled, finally sinking one thick finger inside her up to the second knuckle. Quin cried out, her back arching off the bed as he curled that finger, stroking a spot deep inside that made her vision white out. He began a slow, deliberate pump, in and out, the slick sounds of her arousal filling the air alongside her ragged breaths. He added a second finger, stretching her, filling her as he began to scissor them inside, opening her up, all while his thumb worked merciless circles over her clit. The dual sensation was overwhelming, a relentless, skilled assault that pushed her higher and higher, her muscles clenching around him, desperate for the release he was now so expertly denying her.His calloused finger began moving in small circles over her clit, sending a
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