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The orgasm takes over my body. I moan and squirm and fuck his fingers. I chase every ounce of bliss he can give me. Dallas doesn’t stop until I’m begging him to, and even then, he doesn’t give me a reprieve.

“Don’t move,” he says, his voice deeper than I’ve ever heard it. “I told you I’m going to fill you up. You didn’t listen to me the last time I gave you a warning, so this is your chance to say no, Maven.”

I give him a lazy grin. I feel weightless and invincible, like I could lift off the mattress and fly away. “We both know I want your cum inside me. Is that going to happen? Or are you all talk?”

“Such a brat,” he murmurs, and he slams back into me. I gasp and reach for the headboard behind me, and his grin is sinister. “A brat who takes my cock so well, doesn’t she?”

“Dallas.” My fingers dig into the mahogany, and I moan. “I’m not sure I?—”

His knee moves next to my hip. He leans forward and takes my breast in his mouth, sucking and biting on the nipple. “You can,” he says against my skin. “I’ve got you, Mae.”

I don’t know what power he has, but he does something with his tongue and his teeth right as he rolls his hips and gets an inchdeeper inside me, and I lose it again. My legs shake and my eyes sting with tears. A sob leaves my body, and as the intensity shifts to delirious perfection, I feel him pulse inside me.

Dallas groans into my neck and bucks his hips. He says my name over and over again, like a prayer, until he pulls out and collapses next to me. I reach for him blindly, my eyes closed and my forehead prickled with sweat, and he drags me to his side.

“We’re good at that,” I say after a long stretch of time where we both calm down. “You’regood at that.”

“You’re incredible.” He runs his hand over my stomach and outlines my hip bone with his thumb. “Thank you.”

“For letting you fuck me?” I ask, and I turn my head to look at him.

“For being perfect,” he says, and he opens one eye to smile at me. “For being mine.”

“Look who’s talking. Two orgasms in a matter of minutes. You might be God’s gift to women.”

Dallas laughs. “Says the woman with a pussy so tight I forget my name when I’m inside her.”

“You don’t forget mine, though.”

“No. You’re a goddess.” He pauses, and his eyes bounce down my body. “Can I?—”

“Can you what?”

“Never mind. It’s embarrassing,” he says, and I curl my fingers around his chin.

“Don’t hide from me. We’re honest with each other about everything else.”

“Can I see what you look like full of my cum?” Dallas asks.

“Oh.” I smile and sit up on one elbow. “You said you’d do anything for me, didn’t you?”

“Yeah.” His throat bobs, and he can’t stop staring at me. “Anything at all.”

“Get on your knees, Dallas. Get on your knees like a good boy, and I’ll show you.”

I don’t think he’ll do it.

He’s the captain of an NFL team. An elite athlete who thrives off of having authority and people listening tohim,not the other way around.

So when he licks his lips and moves off the bed, dropping to the floor and watching me, I almost combust.

“Please, Maven,” he whispers, and he strokes my ankle. “Can I see? Can I see what it looks like after you make me lose my mind?”

I nod, at a loss for words. The power he gives me melts when he gently tugs me toward him and puts my feet on his shoulders.

“Can you hold yourself open for me?” he rasps. “I’ve been good, right?”

“So good, Dallas.” I blow out a breath and bring my hands between my legs. “Do you like what you see?”

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