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“f**k!” Tristan struggled to remain in control. He had Kat pinned beneath him, her wrists trapped under his hand as his other hand penetrated that sweet, tight little sheath, and he was about to lose his mind. All he wanted to do was be on top of her, skin-to-skin, as close as he could get. Having her under his control, letting him have the power to show her how good he could make her feel…it made him feel too damn good. If only he could be inside her, really f*****g her, not just with his hand…he would be in nirvana. As it was, he was barely clinging to the shreds of his sanity.
One finger…that was all he could get inside her. Liquid heat burned his skin as his finger f****d her, slow and steady. He’d have to work on stretching her before he got inside her. She was too small, too unu
