Page 96 of The Perfect Heir


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“Tight.”

He gave a few short thrusts.

“Tight. Fuuuck,” he moaned.

My thighs began to tremble. My nails clawed down the glass, having no purchase, and I didn’t know how much longer I could stand it. I bucked against him, tilting my hips to take more of him. Groaning, he flexed his hands around my hips. His breath labored behind me, wafting over my shoulder as he worked himself in and out of me. His fingers slipped in front of me, and he pinched my clit, just the way he knew I needed it.

“Come for me, baby,” he demanded, and I exploded. Detonated. Throwing my head back, I cried, “Husband!” My inner walls clamped down on him, suctioning his cock. I heard his feral growl and wet slaps of flesh on flesh through the rapture of my climax as he pumped into me, rutting hard, and then he flooded my pussy with his come. I fucking loved the hot jets of seed as he filled me to capacity, my womb teeming with his seed.

I angled my head back to watch him. His teeth were bared. He was sensitive, but he couldn’t stop pummeling into me. I leaned into the window. My cheek connected with the cool glass, my breath fogging up the glass.

His lips ghosted over my other cheek.

“I didn’t think you’d come for me,” I mused out loud, floating on the afterglow of a good, hard manhandling fuck.

“As long as I was alive, I was coming,” he replied against my skin. “If it had been my secret, I’d have given it up immediately. But I was torn. Been like that for practically my entire life, and I didn’t know any other way. Now that I’m free, there will be no more secrets between us. Now, I can be your everything.”

“You already are,” I declared.

“And one day soon, we’ll have our own family,” he replied casually.

My heart tripped over itself. This. Man.

His chest heaved against my back. “Please tell me I’m breeding you right now.”

“You’re breeding me right now,” I whispered back with an upward curve of my lips.

“Thank fuck.”

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