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In only a matter of minutes, I'm coming apart. For those seconds, I'm lost in a wave of bliss, pain, pleasure . . . life. I feel it surge through me as Dean holds me to his mouth, his sucks gentling. I sag into the mattress and he pulls my panties all the way down and settles in the cradle of my hips.

“Milly, are you on birth control?” he asks suddenly, and I nod, quickly, yes.

“I want to be inside you without anything between us. For our first time, I want to feel you. Can I?” I nod, an emphatic yes, I want that so much, too. My heart is so full it wants to burst. I can’t wait to feel him inside of me.

Dean slides up my body and pulls my legs up to his waist and then I feel him, blunt, wide and delicious, as he slides into me. It is slow, almost laborious and long, and a keening moan escapes my mouth as I lift my hips to bring him all the way inside me.

He feels incredible, skin against skin. He turns us, so we are side by side, pulling my knees up to either side of his hips and then he begins to move. My arms wrap around his shoulder and I bury my face in his neck.

His hands fist in my hair and he pulls my head back to look at him.

“Milly, no, look at me. This is us,” he says.

“Always,” I return, smiling at him.

He drops hot kisses on my face, he licks my neck, he bites my lips, and he moves inside of me, taking his time, making love to me.

“Milly, this, body, this soul, this love, it’s mine. The only other children that will grow inside you are the ones that I put there. The only tongue that will make you come again is mine. This. Is. Forever.” His thrusts move in a cadence with his words. And his pace picks up.

“Tell me you know this. Tell me I’m not alone here. Tell me you love me, baby.” He's not asking; he's demanding because he knows I have no choice.

My hands claw at his back as he starts to move faster and faster.

“It’s always been you,” I moan. My hands thread in his hair and I hold on for dear life.

“I love you, so much. So much. Don’t ever leave me again.”

He flips me over, so that he’s on top of me again. He puts my feet over his shoulder and starts to drive into me.

He talks to me while he fucks me.

“Leave you? I would have to be dead before I ever let you go. I want you to feel me, Milly, to understand me. I'm serious about you and us and this life we're starting.” I wince and flex my hips as he hit the top of womb.

“Am I too deep?” he asks.

“You can never be deep enough.” I want him to crawl inside my body and live there. I'm desperate in my need for him. His hands run my torso to capture my nipples. He starts to squeeze them to the rhythm of his thrusts and then I'm coming. Coming so fast and so hard that I turn my head to bite the pillow and my hands scramble to find a hold in the comforter we’re sprawled on top of.

“Tell me you like that,” he demands.

“I like it.”

“Tell me you know it’s mine.” His fingers coil in my hair and he pulls.

“What are you doing to me?” I beg. I’m so lost in the concerto of sensations overwhelming me.

He pulls out of me, turns me over onto my stomach, and re-enters me. He starts to thrust hard, leans down and bites my shoulder, and then licks it to soothe the sting. He moves his hand underneath my hips, finds my clit and starts to rub it. My orgasm rolls into another one, and I cry out his name.

“Milly. Fuck. Milly. I’m going to come.” He's saying this over and over again. And then he grabs my hips and starts to pound into me as he comes. His motions are furious and jerky, and I feel him empty himself into me.

We collapse in a heap of limbs, still connected, and he wraps his arms around me. His chest is sweat dampened and hot as I press up against him.

“Dean, this was . . .” I trail off, unable to find the words.

“It was us. This is all us.” He slips out of me and peels away. I feel cold without the heat of his chest.

He comes back from my bathroom with a washcloth he has wet with hot water. He wipes me off before throwing the cloth into the hamper and then crawls back into bed with me. He pulls me to his chest and wraps one arms around me.

I cover his hand with mine and bring it to my lips.

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