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“I don’t care. You can cover that shit up. Get creative, but don’t ever tell me to stop claiming what’s mine.” My eyes lock with his once again, and he intensifies the thrusts. I stop digging my nails into his flesh and wrap my arms around his neck, needing to give myself some sort of support as I lean back.

Rémy takes a step backward, away from the window, and I lean back as his hands support my lower back. He slams into my tight pussy like a porn star would, and my center grows wetter for him. “Fuck, Rémy,” I cry out.

He fucks me harder and heat spreads across my body. Every limb, every vein, every muscle . . . the warmth is everywhere. My eyes begin to roll in the back of my head as my orgasm comes over me, and Rémy finds his release as well, shooting his seed deep inside me.

“Yes, take it. Take it all.” He grunts, continuing to ram himself in my pussy. I clench around his cock, and with every thrust, he draws out my release even more and more. He brings us over to the couch, and we fall against the cushions. Sweat beads on our foreheads, and we’re breathless, but it’s the best type of breathless anyone can feel.

“If you want, I think we have enough time for round two before you need to get ready.” Rémy snickers, looking over at me. His eyes are trained on my hardened nipples, now poking out through the top of my dress.

“Give me a five-minute break, and then I’ll ride that fat cock of yours.” I giggle, catching the way his head twitches. “Guess he’s excited from the mere mention of it.”

“Fuck yeah, he is,” Rémy agrees.

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