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I reach down between her legs, teasing her clit. “You’re soaking wet for me,” I groan, pulling her up onto my lap so she’s straddling me.
“I want you inside of me,” she pants. “Please, sweetheart.”
“God,” I growl, putting my hands on her hips. I look into her eyes, which look almost liquid with need glowing in them like it is. “Guide me inside that sweet pussy of yours, Lee,” I instruct. She reaches down, her hand circling my thick cock, guiding me inside of her as she slowly slides down my shaft. My head goes back as the pleasure of her tight little pussy squeezing me nearly milks my cock into finishing right there.
“Fuck,” I hiss once I’m buried deep inside of her.
“You feel so good, Travis. It just gets better every single time we’re together,” she whimpers as she begins fucking herself, moving up and down.
My fingers bite into her hips with bruising force as she begins riding me harder, squeezing my cock so tight that it’s almost painful—which is fucking perfect. I look up at her breasts bouncing with her movements, as she grinds against me, working my cock so fucking good I can already feel that familiar heat as it moves down my spine, signaling that this is going to be over way too soon. “You’re everything to me Lee. I need you to know that.”
Her gaze comes back to me, and I watch as her lips stretch into a smile, her face going soft in passion. “You and our child are my world, Travis. I know how special I am to you because you never fail to remind me,” she whispers, bringing her lips close to mine, her body still working, never pausing, bringing us to the edge together. “The best thing that ever happened to me is when you took over the role of Eugene Trapper, my husband.”
We smile together, before I take her mouth, kissing her as we come together, with a ferocity that shouldn’t surprise me after the last two years—yet, somehow always does.
She’s not wrong. The luckiest day in my life was walking into Lee’s shop and pretending to be the stupid clown who stood her up after going to the trouble of paying a matchmaking service. I think he’s probably the stupidest son of a bitch in the history of stupidity for standing Lee up, but I’m also damn thankful he did. Maybe I’ll contact the agency and send ole Eugene a thank you note. His stupidity gave me everything a man could want.
And more.
