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At the landing, I pick up Sophia, burst through the bedroom door, and deposit her onto our tented bed. Our home.

No, she is my home.

In this moment, I’m certain she’s the place I’ll always return to. Before her, I was a man lost in hell. Now, I’ve stumbled upon the pearly gates, and I’m about to enter heaven.

Overwhelmed by the moment, I pause and take in Sophia: the roundness of her hips, her deliciously dimpled thighs, her cute pouch that begs to be held and kissed and worshipped, that juicy ass beckoning me to bite, and don’t get me started on that smart mouth. Every part of her is a revelation. I want to stop time and make it last forever because I’m the luckiest son of a bitch who ever lived.

“What’s wrong?” She sits up on her elbows, sounding concerned.

“I’m sorry I wasted time fighting with you when I should have been making love to you.”

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sophia

Orgasmic Theater

I’ve been waiting for this moment for so long, I thought I’d be scared.

I thought it would be on my wedding night, and after my breakup, in a ridiculous fairy tale in my mind, I thought it might be with an old flame. But then Gio stepped into my world and changed everything.

“Are you sure?” Gio asks again. He strokes my forehead, then kisses my temple.

“Yes.” I nod. I’ve never felt so sure, cared for, safe, or adored as when I’m with him.

With Gio, I see something I couldn’t before. Now I understand what a good partner should be. He’s become my personal cheerleader, my protector, and I love the way he teases and challenges me. He mesmerizes me.

Gio covers himself with a condom and folds over me in one fluid movement. My legs wrap around his back as his cock nudges my entrance.

“We’ll go slow.” His words of encouragement brush against my lips. He kisses my neck as he gently guides himself just inside.

“Gio.” My eyes widen at the shock of feeling his size there, wide, full, and pulsing. My pussy clenches around him in resistance, even though I want more. I hold my breath.

“You’re so tight, kitten. Breathe deep. Relax.” He drags one hand down my side and squeezes my hip.

I do as he asks, and when he slides deeper, oh God, it’s so much. So much. I release a guttural moan.

“Still a little more. Brace yourself,” he whispers.

I release a nervous giggle and grip Gio’s shoulders, preparing to be ripped in half.

We touch lips. Our tongues fight and taste, and as I lose myself, my pussy accepts more of him. All of him. The relief of him finally fully inside is deliverance. I exhale a trembling breath as he holds himself in place.

“You’re taking me so well, kitten.” Gio nips my lip.

My pussy contracts around him in response. Nothing, and I mean nothing, has ever felt so perfect. I almost can’t take it. I shut my eyes and move my hips a little, getting used to his girth and length.

Gio moves then too, so slowly, gliding back and forth. Each time he goes deep, he holds me speared in place and I tip my head back, gasping for air like my world is ending. It might be. Everything I knew before is being wiped from my brain and rewritten. My entire existence is changing with every word of praise he lavishes.

“Everything about you is perfect. Christ, you feel so good. I love the way you take me. You’re irresistible,” Gio says softly, his words humming into my soul.

In my sexy dreams, I thought Gio and I would come together in a clash of violent delights that ended seconds after it began. In real life, he’s treating me like a jewel to be coveted and treasured. He’s learning my body, listening and responding to my whimpers. He’s attentive and unwavering in his devotion, which leaves me at a loss for words. I’m overwhelmed by the connection that’s flourishing in my head and heart.

All I can respond is, “More. I need more.”

So much more.

Gio does my bidding. His defined arms hold his weight above me as he picks up speed. His rigid abs tuck and contract, and his undulating hips are precise in their movements. But when he kneels back on his thighs, grips my hips, and yanks me forward, angling my bottom on an incline of pillows before he re-enters me without losing a beat, he hits a new spot, a tightening spot, a mind-bending spot, and something inside me growls.