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He opens his eyes as he positions his cock at my entrance and slides in. The pleasure is overwhelming. All consuming.
“Breathe, baby,” he murmurs.
My fingers dig into the skin on his back, gripping him to me as he begins to move. “So…good.”
I wrap my legs around him and match his movements chasing the next wave of euphoria.
“God, you feel amazing,” he breathes into the crevice of my neck. I rake my nails up his back as he hits the spot.
“Ah…yes, Magik, like that.”
He rotates his hips while deep inside me and I cry out, desperate for more, in search of release. There are no words to explain the way he fills me. Sexually and emotionally. No man has ever treated me this tenderly. Actually wanting to know me, take care of me, and ensure my satisfaction above his own.
Together we create a rhythm that takes each of us over the edge until I’m crying out his name and he falls over me, Paris falling from his lips in a satisfied whisper.
As our breathing returns to normal, Magik pulls me to my side and covers me with the comforter spread over the end of the bed. “You’re incredible.”
“Did it match up to your expectations?”
“One thousand times over,” I answer, curling into his side and allowing my eyes to close. Satisfied and exhausted, I drift off to sleep.
***
Magik
“Paris.”
For the past ten minutes, I’ve laid here watching her sleep, whispery blonde strands of hair dart out across the pillow in a million directions.
“Hmm.”
Unable to help myself, I kiss her little button nose, grinning as her eyes flutter open and her nose twitches.
“Good morning, sleeping beauty.”
A deliriously happy smile spreads over her face as she rolls into me for a kiss.
“Morning, handsome.”
The morning couldn’t get any better until we hear the front door open. Paris tenses beneath my touch when Wheeler yells out. “Magik, you home?” I close my eyes and suck in a breath, hoping neither one of them comes barging into my room.
“Maybe he stayed out and finally got laid last night.” Fletch chimes in as I hear him enter his room across the hall.
My eyes somersault and I bite back a groan.
“Nah, his car is in the drive,” Kennedy adds.
A stampede of footsteps make their way toward us, and I dart from beneath the covers, pulling on a pair of shorts and throwing the comforter over Paris. She giggles quietly and pulls the cover back to shine one of her perfect smiles my way.
“Let me get them out of here and I’ll take you home,” I whisper, planting a quick kiss on her full lips.
“Could you fuckers be any louder?” I growl, stepping out of my room.
“Whoa, somebody needs to get laid!” Wheeler responds coming out of the kitchen.
“I’d say he ticked that box last night based on the scratches up his back.” Fletch laughs from behind me. I spin around to face him, wide-eyed and caught out.
“Dude, she was some feisty bitch. Who’d you nail?” Kennedy asks, getting in on the action. Knowing Paris is within earshot of these crude remarks has me in a rage. My face reddens. I feel the heat snake its way from my chest to my cheeks.
