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Oh God, the burn. It’s so good. I’m stretched to the max. I forgot how big he is.
“Open, baby. I need you open.” He pushes my legs back to the mattress and moves forward with force, slicing through my body.
I throw my head back onto the pillow, and his dark eyes hold mine. “Oh, fuck, yeah.” He moans as his eyes roll back in his head.
He slides out an back in again, and I cling to him as our kiss turns desperate.
“I love you,” I whimper.
Our breathing becomes ragged and he pumps me hard. “Don’t fucking leave me ever again.” He whispers with a hard pump.
I shake my head. It’s too good. I begin to thrash beneath him.
Nobody can fuck like Julian Masters can.
He’s a god.
“I won’t, I promise,” I pant.
His dark eyes hold mine and, as if he loses control and wants to punish me for hurting him so deeply, he lifts my legs up around his rib cage.
“Careful,” I whimper.
He spreads his legs wide and begins to pump me deep and slow. His arms straighten and his dark eyes penetrate mine.
His hair hangs over his forehead, forcing me to smile up at him. “I’ve missed you inside of me. I felt like I was dying without you.”
The last of his resistance crumbles, and he begins to ride me hard, taking what he needs from my body.
“Come.” He hits me hard as he watches his cock disappear into my body. “Come now.” He growls.
And like the slave my body is to him, I convulse on cue. Julian holds himself deep, crying out as his own orgasm rips through him.
We pant and gasp for air, our hearts racing out of control.
Our lips meet. The kiss is soft, tender, and gentle. My beautiful man is finally back where he belongs.
“I love you,” he whispers as he falls against me.
I hold him close and I can’t help but smile. “I love you, too, Mr. Masters.”
“Dad’s home!” Sammy calls from his place at the window.
Excitement instantly fills me. Julian had to go to work today, but we want to tell the children about our engagement together. I had to take my ring off and everything.
I stand in the kitchen with my nerves dancing in my stomach. As soon as he walks into the house, his eyes find me across the room and I melt.
I haven’t seen that look from him in such a long time and it feels so good.
It feels like home.
Willow is doing an assignment on the kitchen counter when Sammy rushes to meet him.
Julian walks in and puts his briefcase down. He seems nervous, too. “Hi, Will.”
“Hi,” she mumbles, distracted.
“I thought we might go out for dinner tonight,” he says. “To celebrate,” he adds.
