Page 111 of I Wish We Had Forever


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I immediately go still. “Shit, Jen?—”

“It’s so much.” She squeezes my hand. “Too much. But I like too much. I think it’s always gonna be too much with you, and I—Abel, I love it. I love it, and I will die if you don’t keep going.”

So I do. I’m all the way inside her now, my balls grazing her ass.

“You feel—incredible,” I rasp. “And look. My God. Look at you, baby, taking all of my dick like you were made for me.”

The sight of my dick in her ass is obscene. But the fit really is perfect.

Everything about this is so fucking perfect.

“Stay there,” she whispers. “Just for a minute. I’m getting—yes, used to you.”

“It hurt?”

Jen wipes away a tear. “It does.”

“You like it?”

“I love it.”

“You want me to really fuck you?” I lean down to press open-mouthed kisses to her shoulders, her back. “Like I mean it?’

“Like you mean it.” She tilts her pelvis. Just a fraction. Just enough that it becomes a tiny thrust. “You’d better fucking mean it, Abel.”

The pressure in my cock becomes acute. “You feel so good I’m not sure how long I’ll last.”

“Go.”

I don’t need to be told twice. I pull back, push back in. Pull, push. Slow and shallow at first, her asshole clamping around me on every stroke. I go harder. Faster. My balls slap against her pussy.

Her pussy. Yes.

Untangling our fingers, I put mine on her clit. Circle her there, apply pressure there, because her coming is the most important thing in the world.

I was made for you.

Jen keeps looking at me over her shoulder. She wants to see. Watch.

That will make her come even harder.

I pull out of her carefully. “On your back, baby. I want you to hold your legs up. Put your hands behind your knees. That’s right.”

Jen is a fast learner. She spreads herself wide, hands behind her knees, knees bent.

Her asshole glistens with lube. I bite down hard on the inside of my lip. She. Comes. First.

I climb between her legs. “Now watch as I put myself inside you. Watch how well you take me.”

She stares down as I enter her one excruciatingly tight inch at a time. Her brows are pulled together, lips parted, and I can tell by the way her nostrils flare that she likes what she sees.

“Abel. It’s—hot.”

I kiss her mouth. “No shit. It’s you.”

Leaning my weight on one elbow, I change the angle of her hips with the other so I can hit her deeper. She meets my eyes. I thumb her clit.

“Oh, Abel,” she breathes. “Baby. I’m coming. So close.”

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