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“What?” I can barely get the words out as a lump forms in my throat.

His grip tightens, a spark of pleasure surging from the site. I can feel his cock pushing against my ass.

“Tell me you want all of this.” His hot breath fans over my cheek. “That I’m the only one that gets to make you come like this.”

I can’t because by the end of summer, we’ll part ways, and I’m already fighting that reality tooth and nail.

Oliver crashes a rough kiss to my shoulder, nipping at the skin as he bites up to my neck. “Say it, Sally. I know you want to be mine just like I want to be yours.”

His cock presses against me again, pushing a moan out. “Oliver.”

“Princess, please, I need to hear it from you. I need all of you. Always.”

“Desperate much—” my voice cuts off with a gasp as he bites my neck.

He chuckles against my skin. “Of course, I’m fucking desperate for you, Sal. I’ve been desperate for you all summer, and now that I finally have you, I need to know you’re mine.”

The words I didn’t want to let out just appear. “I’m yours.”

The air between us closes as he takes my mouth into his. He growls into the kiss before tearing himself from my body. I can see the physical pain in his face as he strokes his cock and rolls a condom on, and grabs a travel-size bottle of lube.

I quiver with anticipation under his gaze.

“If you keep looking at me like that, princess, I’m going to ram into you.” Oliver gives me a smirk before marching over with his cock bouncing with each step. “Are you ready, babe?”

I eagerly nod my head. He turns me around and pushes against my backside. I bite back the moan as the head of his cock pushes inside. The fullness I’ve grown to love causes my mind to go blank.

Something feels different this time. Harder, fuller, and more intimate. Is it because now I know exactly what Oliver wants, and a part of me wants it, too?

“I don’t think I’ll ever get used to how good you feel,” Oliver murmurs, pushing in farther.

Did I not take all of him the last few times we went at it? How can there be more?

“Ollie, you feel so good.”

“And you take me so well.” The smugness in his tone might annoy some people, but it just turns me on. My thighs clench together, and Oliver growls, “I felt that, princess. It feels so good. I want to keep making you do that.”

With that, he pulls out and pushes back in before I can complain about the absence of him. Back and forth, our bodies bounce against each other. I rock with the boat as Oliver loses himself in the rhythm, throwing his head back with a mind-melting groan.

Just like the one I let out earlier, he’s not holding back any of his sounds. I’m the one making him unhinged.

Oliver wraps his arm around my chest, taking one of my breasts in his hand and hoisting my back flush to his chest. He continues to pump into me with quick succession.

My head tilts to the side to try to get a look at him, but before I can, his mouth devours mine, gliding his tongue against my bottom lip to coax me into opening up.

I let him, and as we meld together, my stomach swirls with each thrust.

“Are you getting there, Sally?” he says against my lips. “I want you to come from my cock pushing inside you. I feel so good I’m holding on for dear life.”

Oliver bites into my shoulder and rubs against my swollen nipple. The sensation travels down to the pit of my core.

“I’m…Oliver.”

“Come for me, Sally. I need you to come for me.”

His voice comes out hoarse and falls down even further to my quivering thighs.

He pulses inside of me but doesn’t stop. He continues pushing inside. “Oh fuck, Sally.”

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