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“You are welcome, baby boy. It has been an extreme honor to be your mother. But, don’t think this gets you out of introducing me to the woman who has finally taken your heart.” I shake my head chuckling. She is relentless. But I couldn’t deny it if I wanted to. My Goddess has indeed taken my heart.

“I know mom. I promise. I am going to bring her real soon. I love you. Talk to you later.” I hang up quickly before she can interrogate me further. I feel a bit jacked up now with all these emotions this early in the morning. It is new for me; I am used to holding everything in. It’s another thing Chrissy has changed about me without meaning too.

Looking at the time, I see Chrissy should be getting up. Deciding to go and toast bagels for our breakfast, I turn to get up and my eyes land on her. There, standing behind the wall in nothing but the body I have come to worship, is my very heartbeat. She walks over to me slowly, her thick hips swaying as her tits bounce with each step. My body begins to get prepared for what's coming, since there is no way this ends with anything but me inside of her.

“Good morning,” I say, trying to control myself.

“It doesn't seem like you are having a good morning, Marquise. I assume, you don’t want to talk about it.” she straddles my lap and places her hands on my shoulders. Gripping her hips, I attempt to still her.

“What makes you think my morning is not excellent?” I ask her, my mouth is mere centimeters from hers. My mind is trying to talk the rest of me out of fucking my anguish out of my body with her wet pussy, that is leaving stains on my sweats.

“Your face does a cute wrinkly thing when you're thinking about something too hard. Maybe there’s something I can do to help you forget,” she says, right before her mouth lands on mine. Our tongues duel for dominance, though we both know who will win. I feel one of her hands sliding down my chest as the air is being sucked out of me from the result of her hands on me. Have you ever been touched by an angel? By your soulmate? By the very person who can be the beginning and end of you?

“Goddess,” I say as a warning, praying she heeds it. As worked up as I am right now, I would shred her. Of course, she doesn’t. She pulls my cock from my pants and strokes it up and down, pulling a groan from me. I feel as it hardens more from the heat of her pussy penetrating my pants. “Fuck, baby. I don’t want to hurt you,” I say, biting the side of her neck.

“Marquise, please. I need you,” she whines, rocking against my already leaking cock. I have to close my eyes to keep from growling at the self- restraint. Our mouths connect once more. I grab her hair, hellbent on slowing this down until she says the magic word. She doesn't disappoint. “Fuck me, Daddy.” Ah, there it is. I lift her hips and slam her on my steel rod, both of us freeze with our mouths open and we struggle for air. Fuck. She is even tighter this way. “Oh, God. So big,” she breathes out, sinking her teeth into my shoulder.

“You want this, don’t you baby girl? You want Daddy to destroy you?”

“Yes. Please.” Her begging undoes me. I lift and drop her over and over, not giving a shit about being careful or how much it hurts. I fucking need this like I need water to survive. I need to feel her heat covering me, as we continue to soak into each other's DNA. The feeling of her spreading through me is making me feel more than I have ever felt. Her warmth gives me something else to live for.

Over and over I slide in and out of her. Our mouths are running up and down the side of each other's face. Her nails dig into my back, as she takes all of me like she was meant to. Jesus. It doesn’t get any better than this. “Fuck, baby. Your little pussy is squeezing the shit out of me. I can feel every part of you,” I whisper in her ear.

“Me too, Daddy. So tight. You're so deep. Oh, God.” Her head rolls back and I take it as an opportunity to pull her turgid nipples into my mouth moaning, causing it to vibrate through her body as I continue to consume every part of her I can. “I’m about to come. So good. So good.” She repeats over and over. My thumb is rubbing against her clit as I move in and out of her, faster and faster racing towards my own finish.

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