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Her eyes sparkle with desire and a fire unlike any I’ve ever seen or felt. She’s a goddess. A beautiful fairy princess just waiting for a man to touch her like she deserves to be touched.

And I’m gonna be that man. I’m gonna be the man who loves her until the day she dies. I’m gonna protect her, hold her and keep her safe in my arms while she sleeps. I’m gonna be her everything and I need to make sure that she understands that.

“Angel, there’s never been a woman like you before and there never will be again. You’re special. You’re perfect and you’re perfect for me. I love you, Callie. I didn’t think I could ever feel what I feel for any woman but you are more than I ever thought I’d find. You’re my princess.”

She shakes her head, her eyes welling with tears. “I’m nothing special. I’m just a woman. I’m a woman that loves you too, Rory. I didn’t think it was possible to feel so much for a man but the way I feel about you is…” She closes her eyes. “It’s overwhelming.”

“Good.” I rip the buttons off my shirt as I pull it open. Her blue eyes darken to midnight as they drink me in. My chest swells with pride. I put that look in her eyes. I made her hungry for me. The same way I’m hungry for her.

I reach out and lift her hands to touch my chest, right over my heart. “You make my heart beat faster. This is where you live. Where you’ll always live.”

Her mouth opens and then she reaches up and her lips delicately kiss my chest. I throw my head back and growl deep and low in my throat.

“Oh, baby. I’m gonna make sure that you feel how much I want you, how much I love you. You’ll never doubt it again.”

She moans and her head falls back, her blond hair streaming like liquid gold down her slender back.

I push her back gently and then lose my breath. Her lush curves spread out on the soft white comforter has to be the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. She runs her hands down her body, whimpering and pushing her hips into the mattress. “Hurry, Rory.”

“Jesus Christ,” I mutter under my breath when my jeans get stuck on my fucking boots. Reaching over, I yank on the pesky dang things, my eyes never leaving the goddess spread out like a wet dream on that bed.

Her hand strays down and I grunt, yanking at the other boot. “Don’t you fucking touch that pussy, baby girl. That’s mine.”

She jerks and her blue eyes darken, her pupils dilating to take over the last little bit of her gorgeous blues. Her breath stutters and her rough pants have me yanking and tugging like a madman at my jeans.

I curse when I finally get them off and I dive for the bed, needing to get my hands on that fucking body before I fucking die.

I run my tongue over her throat and she whimpers and whines. I grab her hands and pull them over her head. “Damn, I wish I had some rope. I bet you’d look pretty as hell all tied up and straining to touch me.”

Her cheeks flush bright red and she groans. “Don’t make me wait, Rory. I need you inside me right fucking now.”

I cover her body with mine, my dick cradled between her thick thighs. I lick down her body, my mouth closing on one of her sweet pink nipples. She cries out and her hand comes down to rip at my hair.

I grab it and tsk. “Naughty girl. Keep your hands to yourself until I tell you, baby.”

Then I bite her nipple hard and she squeals wildly, her hands clenching on the blanket underneath us.

Her hips rock up and my dick slips along her wet slit. She gasps and I bump into her, letting her feel me at her entrance.

My teeth sink into her shoulder as I line up with her slit. Slowly, I slide inside her heat, her body arching up, trying to take me deeper, harder.

“I need you, Rory,” she chokes out, her voice strained, her body taut.

“I need you too, sweetheart. I’ve been dying without you and I need you to save my soul, darlin’. Need you to make me whole.”

“Now, please,” she whimpers, her body taut as a stretched wire.

I slam inside of her and rock into her then drag my aching dick out until I’m right at the threshold of her sweetness. Then I slam back in. The squelching sounds of our lovemaking are loud in the eerie quiet of the bedroom.

“Harder,” she whimpers, her hands shredding the fabric under us.

Thrusting harder and faster, sweat drips off of my brow and into my eyes but I don’t give a fuck. “Touch me, angel.”

Her hands immediately come around me and she slams into me, meeting me thrust for thrust, arching up as her fingernails shred my back. Pain washes over me but I growl and keep pushing into her.

I feel her pussy flutter and tighten around me and I know she’s close. Tingles hit my spine and I know I’m about to lose myself. With a muttered growl, I rub her clit with my thumb, my hips stuttering. “Come now!”

Her body goes taut, arching up into me and I feel her pussy fluttering wildly. I throw my head back and thrust as deep as I can, stilling, my dick jerking, my seed finding its home deep in her sweet hole.

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