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“No.” Shaking my head, I tried to pull free, but she held my hand there, trying to make me squeeze. “Aoife, stop.”

“Mmm.”

“Aoife, I said stop,” I ordered, yanking my hand away, panicked and disgusted and aroused all in one breath. “What the fuck are you doing?”

“I told you,” she purred when she finally came up for air, leaving my dick glistening from her saliva. “I want you to make me just like you.”

“I think we should stop for a bit,” I said, feeling uneasy as she straddled my hips and positioned the head of my dick against the wet folds of her pussy. “Aoife, please, baby, just—”

“This is what I want,” she strangled out, impaling herself down hard on my dick. “Just you in me.” A pained sob escaped her. “Just you.” A tear slid down her cheek. “Only you.”

Fuck.

“Come here,” I coaxed, dragging myself into a sitting position and then pulling her to my chest, with my dick still fully inside her. “I’m here.”

“I want it gone,” she cried, clinging to my chest as she wrapped her arms and legs around me. “Make it go away.”

I didn’t know how to do that for her.

If I could go back in time and change anything in my whole entire life, then it would be leaving her in my house. I would gladly trade everything else, and forfeit all I had, to take this away for her. To erase that bastard from her mind.

“Don’t pull out,” she begged when I moved to do just that.

“Aoife…”

“No, no, no.” Shivering violently, she croaked out, “Just stay in me.”

“Okay, but you’re freezing. So, let me just get you off the floor—”

“No.” She shook her head. “Stay in me.”

Jesus Christ.

Somehow, and I wasn’t too fucking sure how, I managed to climb to my feet, taking her body with me, and walked us both back to her bed.

“It’s okay,” I tried to soothe her by saying, sinking down on the edge of the bed, with her body still wrapped around mine, still joined with mine. “I’ve got ya, Molloy.”

In slow, stiff movements, I moved our bodies until we were in the middle of her bed, with me on my back, and her on top.

“I love you, Joe.”

“I know.” Exhaling a shaky breath, I reached for the duvet and draped it over her trembling shoulders. “I love you, too.”

“I hate him.”

“I know.” My chest constricted to the point I couldn’t breathe. “Me, too.”

“Joe,” she croaked out, nuzzling my neck with her damp cheek. “You’re still hard. I can feel you pulsing inside me.”

“Yeah,” I muttered, somehow managing to keep my hips in check and not flex. “My heart’s in bits, but my dick’s delighted.”

She seemed to think about that for a moment, and then she gingerly rocked her hips in the sweetest fucking circular motion. A pained groan escaped me and her breath hitched.

Moments later, she repeated the move.

And she did it again.

And again.

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