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She’s mine.

In this moment, I’m all she sees, hears, feels, smells. I am her everything.

The thought fans the obsession licking up my spine. My blood churns hot in my veins, my skin on fire. Madness creeps into my mind, not unlike the disorientation after my blackouts when I don’t remember where I am or how I got there.

But right now, I know.

All my nerve endings, the atoms vibrating inside my body, all live for this woman underneath me. This petite woman who owns me. I’ll live, breathe, and die for her, no questions asked.

“You bewitch me, Olive. And I never want to wake up.”

My thrusts are harder now, my dick elongating and growing with each piston. A sharp pleasure begins deep inside my abdomen, spreading out. My balls constrict, the pressure tightening and relentless.

“Yes, please, fuck me, please.” Olivia meets me thrust for thrust, her tight body shaking, trembling underneath me, needing release.

I’m going to give it to her. Make her see stars. Make her come like she has never come before.

“I’ll fuck you. I’ll make love to you. I’ll goddamn put my cum so deep inside you, it’ll never come out. And when it does, when you see it dripping out, I want you to use your finger and put it back in, to keep all that sticky goodness inside you.”

She grows wetter, and I groan. Her walls spasm against me. My little Olive is close.

My hips snap in a firm rhythm, the wet sounds of our fucking joining her little whimpers and mewls.

“Yes, sweetheart. Your cunt strangling my hard dick. God, I’m going to give you so much cum, fill you right up. Give you that sweet cream pie you’ve been waiting for.”

Reaching in between us, I flick her clit and she cries out, her pussy tightening to the point of pain around my cock.

My vision whitens, and every nerve ending focuses on that point of connection.

Mindlessly, I grapple around the bed until I find her hands. Then I link our fingers together tightly, needing this soul-sucking connection, this sex that is more than making love.

It’s a communion of souls.

“I want to make love to you, to be the reason for all your smiles, all your laughter. My heart beats for you. My lungs draw in oxygen because of you. Every part of me exists for you, Olive. Don’t you forget that. Whenever you’re sad, whenever you’re in the shadows, remember me. Remember there’s someone out there who thinks you’re his world, that you burn brightest. Remember that…fuck!”

I explode, the pleasure spearing out of me as my cock throbs and gushes out streams of cum inside her.

“Rex!” She spasms underneath me, her body shaking like she’s been shocked with a live wire.

A torrent of wetness spurts out of her.

“My beautiful Olive. My prim and proper doctor. My filthy, lusty squirter.”

The words inflame her, and her shaking becomes full body quakes, the walls of her pussy constricting and releasing in strong tugs, further milking my cock.

Mine.

Pleasure I’ve never felt before blinds my senses. My mouth parts in an open gasp, my words, my voice leaving me as I move harder, faster over her, hitting her deep inside, angling so I can graze her clit on the way out. The sounds of our skin smacking against skin echo in the room as my orgasm throbs and continues, unending.

She shrieks. “I-I’m coming again.”

I slam my mouth over hers, swallowing her cries as she thrashes underneath me. Her perfect pussy pulls out all my cum, all my pleasure, all of me, and as I slow down our movements, my soul soaring high in the skies, I’m consumed with so much love, so much peace, I never ever want to wake up.

I kiss her again and again. Until I don’t even know if she’s kissing me or if I’m kissing her. Until I don’t know where she begins and I end. I press my thoughts and sentiments onto her lips, words I can’t say but are bursting out of my chest.

I love you so fucking much, Olivia Lin. You’re my forever, even if I have to let you go.

Because I love you. I love you. I love you.