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And fucking again until they’re the only ones I know how to make.

Tate’s full lips gently skim the shell of my ear. “Esta chocha es mía.”

Scorching hot streams sear the still thrumming muscles forcing additional screams of his name to be given. “Tate! Tate!”

Groans of approval and gratitude are given in the same location right before another possessively growled Spanish statement, “Coño, no puedo esperar a verte preñada con nuestro bebe.”

Despite the fact I have no idea what he’s saying, I can’t stop myself from mindlessly moaning my agreement, “Yes.”

Happy hums leave him as he winds his arms tightly around my entire body, cradling me like I’m a newly discovered treasure, while his lips inch their way towards mine in a series of sweet, soft kisses.

This is probably the most insane and irresponsible thing I’ve ever done.

Too bad it’s also the most invigorating.

I don’t know how long this’ll last or how long this can last, but one thing is for sure.

I’m in no hurry to have him walk out of my life any more than I’m in a hurry to walk out of his.

Chapter 4

Tate

Is there anything better than just waking up balls deep in your girlfriend?

Yeah.

I didn’t think so.

Harper’s head tips backwards on a moan so lecherous I can hardly believe it’s meant for me and only me.

But it is.

And it will always be.

Through a dreamy eyed gaze – from both being awoken and being ridden – I watch the most luscious, round, toffee-shaded arse slowly drift up and down, hypnotizing me with every single rock. Thick, creamy juices drip down my bare shaft with her pussy instantly racing to reclaim them before they can smear themselves across my balls. The slick muscles maintain their tight hold of my dick despite their increasing slipperiness, and the sensations of incessantly being milked on breathless moan after moan after moan has my legs trembling against the mattress.

Being someone who isn’t interested in taking pleasure without giving prompts my body to propel itself upwards and bury a hand between her legs. Her initial gasp of surprise melts into a whimper of gratitude as my fingers roll around her clit, applying the contact she desperately needs. Having her work my cock from root to tip while I’m whirling my wet digits around begins a carnal cycle that makes it impossible to keep my eyes open no matter how hard I command them to remain that way. My lids fall shut first. My forehead to her shoulder next. And when my other hand falls backwards for me to better brace myself, I completely let go.

I lose myself in the heavenly sounds of her struggling to breathe that are reverberating around the room.

Succumb to the euphoric feelings of my nuts being steeped in steady stickiness I know she doesn’t mind licking off.

Grumble and groan and grip her pussy harder so that I’m fucking grinding her into me.

Me into her.

Us into each other.

Our speed somehow remains unhurried yet urgent.

Leisurely but intense.

Immeasurable anxiousness to possess her…claim her…fill her…ferally smash into one another causing me to grit my teeth and stroke her clit quicker.

Rougher.

Give it a little pinch that’ll push her over the edge so that I can plunge off right after her.

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