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One hard, deep thrust.

The sound that left me bounced off the tiles. He was just as big as last night, just as brutal. The sudden stretch stole my breath.

My hands slapped the wall. Water poured over my back and down between us, making everything slicker, making the slide of him feel even more filthy.

He didn’t even give me time to adjust.

He pulled back and slammed in again, harder. My body jerked up the wall. My cheek smeared on the wet tile. He grabbed my hip with one hand and a fistful of my hair with the other and started fucking me the way I had...