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It loosens up her cunt a little and I can tell she’s ready for me to lose control.
“That’s my girl,” I say as I pick her up and place her so she’s on her hands and knees on the couch.
I posture up behind her and slide my cock back inside her, this time trying the doggystyle position. I like this…
With my hands on her ass, my eyes on her pink little asshole, and my cock lodged deep inside her, I begin to fuck her with hard steady thrusts.
She’s moaning and crying out as I slide in and out of her pink heat.
I can’t get over how sexy she is—brown hair bouncing on her bare back, nice round ass in the air, her creamy pussy lips wrapped around me.
It’s not long before my orgasm starts making itself known. It builds up within and comes raging forward.
“I’m going to cum in you,” I say as I grip her ass cheeks, probably too tightly.
All I can think about is breeding her. I’m fixated on filling her ripe cunt with my cum and having it surge into her womb.
I want to put a baby in her. I want to get her pregnant with one shot.
“Cum in me, Cyrus,” she begs. “Please cum in me.”
I grab a fistful of her hair and pull her head back as I thrust in hard and release deep inside her. We both cry out as one stream of cum after another surges into her fresh young pussy.
“That’s my girl,” I say when my cock has jolted for the last time, emptying my balls completely.
My seed is inside her now, doing what it was meant to do. Hopefully, that means impregnating this sweet girl that I love to death.
And if not, we’ll do it again and again…
…and again.
Until this girl is mine in every damn way.
Chapter Eight
Mia
* * *
I’m screaming so loud that all of Queens would hear me if we were at my place. Luckily, we’re in the middle of nowhere and the only ones who can hear are the birds and squirrels outside. There may be something smart to living out after all.
Cyrus’ strong hands tighten on my ass and I whimper as he releases inside me, cumming hard. It feels so good to have his warmth filling me up like this. I love it.
We both collapse onto the bed and look at each other as we try to catch our breaths. I can’t stop smiling as I watch him smiling back at me.
He really was right. We really do belong together.
Lifestyle, living preferences, my constant near-death experiences out here—those are just details. They don’t matter. What matters is that we’re together. Everything else will work itself out.
That’s what Cyrus keeps telling me and that’s what I now believe. When fate tosses you an easy pitch, you knock that fucker out of the stadium.
And what’s easier than deciding to stay with my man? Deciding to wake up like this every morning?
He cups my cheek with that big rough hand and kisses me softly on the lips.
“We should make this a part of our morning routine,” he says as he pulls away and drops his head onto the pillow. I watch as he licks my taste off his lips.
“I could get behind that,” I say with a moan. “You rival coffee, Cyrus Colt.”
“That’s a hell of a compliment,” he says with a chuckle.
“You’re a hell of a man, even though your name sounds like a supervillain’s.”
He kisses me again and then I watch from the bed as he sits up and stretches. He’s not wearing a stitch of clothing and I get ringside seats to the beautiful muscle show as he stretches his arms out over his head.
He’s so freaking hot. I can’t wait to show him off to the girls at work. They’re going to lose their minds when they see him. I wouldn’t be surprised if they all run out of the office to buy tents to bring into the mountains for the weekend, trying to find their own beefy mountain men.
“I’ll make a quick breakfast,” he says as he gets up. The blanket falls from his waist and I swallow hard when I see his hard ass. The sun is shining through the windows, lighting his exquisite body up. “And then we can start the hike.”
I’ve been so caught up in one amazing moment after another that I forgot there’s a nine-year-old girl out there worried sick about me.
I can’t believe I have to leave so soon. I won’t be sleeping in this soft warm bed with this hard hot body tonight. I’ll be in a tent on the cold firm ground.
If I hated camping before, I’m going to absolutely loathe it now that it’s keeping me away from Cyrus.
“Right,” I whisper. “I guess this is it then…”
