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Juliet squealed in surprise when I grabbed her and backed up until I was sitting on the couch with her in my lap. With a grin, I manhandled her until she was straddling me with a knee on either side and thrust up against her. Her head tipped back and the most beautiful moan I’d ever heard escaped her pretty lips.

“So gorgeous,” I whispered as I pulled down the top of her dress. “And all mine.”

She moaned again when I sucked a nipple into my mouth and rolled the stiff bud between my teeth. While my mouth was busy, I used my hands to hike up the dress. I froze, removing my lips from her breasts with a pop.

“No underwear at all?”

Juliet shrugged. “Well, we agreed to stay in tonight and it’s not like they weren’t going to come off eventually anyway.”

“Easy access,” I said with a hum of approval as I dipped a finger into her tight pussy. “I like it.”

“More,” she begged as she ground down against my palm.

I gave her two more fingers and continued biting and sucking at her nipples while she desperately tried to undo my slacks. Once the zipper was down, I raised us both and we worked together to shimmy them down until my cock was free.

Juliet wasted no time. She shoved my shoulders and pinned me against the couch with a wild look in her eyes before lining me up at her entrance. I gripped her hips as she started to sink down, grinding my teeth together to keep from bucking up into her when she paused to adjust.

By the time I was balls deep, I could feel a bead of sweat on my forehead. It was clear that she needed a moment, so I used the time to raise her dress up and off her body, slinging it behind us before running my hands over her bare skin.

Her finger twisted into the lapels of my jacket and I thought her intention was to undress me in return. When she surprised me by using it as leverage instead as she begun to ride me, a groan rose from low in my throat.

“You’re so huge,” she panted as she rolled her hips at a slow, deliberate pace. “It feels so fucking good.”

I wanted to beg her to go faster, but all I managed to choke out was, “I love you.”

Her hands framed my face and she whispered, “I love you, too.”

Then she was leaning over to smash our lips together and she bounced her hips up and down so fast I knew I wasn’t going to last.

In the back of my mind, I was looking forward to the day when we lived together. Regularly fucking her would undoubtedly increase my stamina.

As it was—I was almost ready to pop and I wasn’t sure how long I could hold myself off this time. Not with her riding me like I was her prize fucking stallion.

With a growl, I gripped her hips and pulled her flush against me, holding her in place and ignoring her whimpered protests. Before she could speak, I was pushing myself up and turning until her back was lying on the cushions of the couch.

I kept one foot on the floor and one knee on the couch as I lifted her legs and started to thrust. I kept my movements slow as I adjusted her legs at slightly different angles until I finally saw her eyes pop open and she squealed with pleasure when I found the spot I was looking for.

“There we go,” I muttered as I started pounding her hard. Her squeals turned into screams and I could feel myself grinning. “Like that, do you?”

“Oh fuck, YES! Don’t stop, don’t stop!”

“I won’t. Not—not until you come.”

Which was hopefully going to happen in the next sixty seconds because my balls were already drawing up to my body, ready to blow.

I didn’t know whether it was just the perfect stimulation of her g-spot or if her body was just that in tune with mine, but it was only a matter of moments before I could feel her fluttering around me. Her back arched off the couch and I felt the muscles in her legs spasming in my hands.

“Juliet. Fuck, fuck, fuck—I need you to come. I need you to come on me right now,” I pleaded.

I couldn’t stop my thrusts from becoming erratic. I was losing control. So close. So fucking close.

I propped one of her legs on my shoulder and desperately rubbed at her clitoris, groaning with delight when I felt her immediately soak my cock with her juices. There was so much heat and she was so fucking slick that I couldn’t hold back any longer.

I slammed to the hilt and shouted her name as it released in a white-hot rush. The pulsing of my cock felt like it lasted forever. As soon as I came down from the rush of climax, I was damn near ready to pass out.

I gingerly pulled out and forced her legs closed, attempting to remove her from the couch before my jizz leaked out and stained the brown fabric. I eased us both down to the floor instead, leaning back against the couch for support. I was more than willing to clean up the mess from the linoleum if it meant five minutes of not moving.

“That was even better than the first time,” Juliet sleepily murmured. “But this floor sucks.”

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