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    "assuming the position" he'd just demanded. She crawled back onto the padded lounge chair, arched her ass for him, remembered the similar view of herself in the mirror, and said over her shoulder, "Please fuck me hard."
    The request earned a deep, lusty sigh from her man, and the next thing she felt were his hands molding to her bare hips, then his stiff cock, seeking entry where she was still wet and ready. She lifted her ass a little higher, trying to accommodate, more eager than she could have imagined to have his length back inside her.
    As he began to slide inward, she had to grit her teeth against the incredible pressure, but then, like before, her body seemed to open to him, letting him glide all the way in. A low moan rose from her throat. Oh God, he was big. Almost overwhelmingly so. The mere sensation of having him inside her made her feel impaled—in a good way.
    "How's that?" he rasped in the darkness.
    'Amazing," she nearly purred. This was everything. Everything she'd wanted. A hot guy.
    A sea breeze. Great sex. Astounding pleasure.
    Then he began to fuck her, delivering short, hot thrusts she felt all the way to the tips of her fingers and toes. "Unh! Unh! Unh!" she cried out at each jolting stroke. She could feel nothing else. Think of nothing else. Only the hard sensations that buffeted her body.
    She'd never had sex in this exact position before and was poleaxed by how much she felt
    it everywhere.
    "Fuck me," she heard herself begging. Even though he already was, and quite well.
    "Harder. Faster." She supposed she just wanted more of this, all she could take—she didn't want to miss a single sensation her beach lover could give her.
    He responded with increased strokes that she feared might split her apart at her very core but at the same time delivered still more mind-numbing pleasure. Her sobs echoed
    through the night air until she felt a vague wonder that they'd not attracted an audience by now, but she was too drunk on sensation to even care. If she'd looked up to see a large
    crowd watching them, it wouldn't have doused an ounce of her joy. Behind her, Brandon
    grunted with each hard drive of his cock, filling her with still more dirty delight.
    "Oh!" she cried out when he brought the flat of his hand down on her ass, hard. It stung—
    and shocked her.
    But it also moved through her in a pleasing way, since it added yet one more feeling to
    everything she was experiencing.
    He smacked her ass again—rand once more, even as it delivered a hot, stinging pain, it
    heightened her pleasure. The very idea that he was actually spanking her excited her for reasons she couldn't understand. She drank it in, every nasty little slap of his hand,
    relishing the way it vibrated through her body like the pluck of a harp string. A really hard pluck, of course. It was like the perfect little cherry on top of a very naughty sundae, and before she knew it, she could barely discern between the pleasure and pain of it, just wanting more and more sensation—of any kind.
    She gasped when his hand touched her face from behind, his fingertips running across her lips. She felt herself part them, felt herself draw his middle finger inside. She sucked on it, using tongue and teeth, everything at her disposal, unduly aroused to have yet another small part of him inside her body. She even turned her head to meet his gaze and soon
    realized he was pushing his finger into her mouth, then pulling it back out, same as his cock in her pussy.
    What stunned the hell out of her, though, wasn't when he took his finger away, but when
    a second later he used it to rub wetly against her anus in a tight little circle that instantly drove her mad! Oh! Oh God, she'd never... she'd had no idea... how that could feel... so very, very good!
    When he thrust the tip of his finger into her ass, she sucked in her breath, then let out a mewling cry of pure, unadulterated pleasure. Just when she'd thought he couldn't make
    her feel anything