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I didn’t have enough air to speak as she lifted and slammed down on me again. Over and over. Everything focused on where we were connected. All I felt was her. All I cared about was the pleasure moving through my veins.

“Shit, Lark. I—.” I tried to tell her what she wanted to hear, but I couldn’t think past the roaring of my blood in my ears. Past the clenching of her pussy on my cock. Her nails biting into my skin.

My fingers flexed, digging into her hips as I held her tighter. I lifted her up, helping her move on me. I felt her walls dragging along my dick as I thrust up into her. This need to be as deep inside her as possible pounded through me. Consumed my very being.

“Be a good boy.” Her lips brushed my cheek as she leaned forward. Her soft breasts pressed into my chest. “Use those dirty words. I know you can.”

All my research didn’t matter in this moment. Instead, my instincts took over.

I gripped the nape of her neck, holding her to me as I slammed inside her. Her pussy clamped down around me as she whimpered. Each desperate sound sent me higher. Each tremor had me ready to explode.

“You’re so fucking tight.” I growled as I pumped into her over and over. “So perfect. You’re mine. This pussy is mine.”

“Yes.” Her ascent smacked into me. I fucked her harder, needing it to be the truth. Needing to prove it.

My balls tightened. My back tingling, telling me this would be over soon. She felt too good. The need to claim her was too great.

Lark buried her head in my neck as I felt her pussy quivering around me. I yanked her hair until our gazes collided again. Her lips parted on a gasp. Her skin flushed. She was gorgeous.

“Look at me. I want to see you when you come on my cock.”

Her lip twitched into a smile as she started grinding on me. We worked together in perfect sync. It was natural. Like we were made to do this. Like we’d been designed to fit each other.

The sensations overwhelmed me. Her soft curves pressed to me. Her hands skimming along my body. Her silky curls in my palm.

And then there was the visual stimulation. Her tits bouncing with each snap of my hips. The flush creeping across her golden skin. The lust burning in those sweet brown eyes.

My hand left her hip. My fingers trailed over her sweat soaked flesh until my thumb pressed into her clit.

“Yes. Yes!” She moaned again. Her nails raking through my chest as I circled her clit. She was swollen and sensitive. I felt how much she liked it as her pussy squeezed my cock.

That tiny movement had pleasure bursting in my body. I worked her harder, my hands and hips moving faster before I came without her. But I didn’t have to worry. A second later, she became so tight I could barely move as she fell apart on my cock.

“Nathan!” She screamed my name as she held my gaze. “Give it to me.”

“Fuck.” I was powerless to stop it as my own release rushed through me. My balls drew up. Heat exploded through my skin as I held her down. Thrusting once, twice, three times, filling the condom between us.

My fingers ghosted along Lark’s spine as she collapsed on top of me. Wrapping her in my arms, I pulled her closer. I wanted to absorb her into my body so she wouldn’t ever leave. I couldn’t let her.

Because of how my brain worked when I made a connection, it could never be severed. She was mine forever now. It didn’t matter if she’d eventually change her mind. There was no going back for me.

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Lark

My sweaty skin stuck to Nathan’s as I laid on his chest. I was already dreading separating from him. But past experience told me I’d only have a few moments to enjoy the sound of his racing heart. And the heat of his body.

My exhale rattled through me as I reluctantly pushed off him. But his arms gripped me tighter, keeping me close. I whimpered as I felt his cock still inside me. My pussy ached, but I couldn’t help wanting him.

“What are you doing?” I asked even as I burrowed further into his chest. It was comforting to be held like this. Like he couldn’t let me go.

“I don’t know. Should I not be holding you?” His fingers ghosted up my back, making me shiver. He tilted my head up with one gentle finger under my chin. He studied me; his blue eyes filled with emotion.

His words hit me like a truck. It was so simple. So sweet. Why had I accepted men jumping off me as if I was toxic? Disappearing the second the fun part was over.

“I like it.” I inhaled his fresh scent, that was mixed with sex.

He smiled as he leaned forward, pressing a kiss to the freckles on my shoulder before laying back down. He gathered me in his arms, holding me tighter, as if he couldn’t get me close enough.

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