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Reaching beside me, I wrench the hot water off, the sudden loss of the stream causing goose bumps to pop up along our wet skin. Shoving the curtain aside, I step out gingerly, keeping my arm wedged tight beneath her butt to avoid slippage.

Without stopping to towel off, I toss her into the middle of my bed, drinking in the sight of her luscious body—my cock hardens, bobbing up against my abs as I stand over her. Pink floods her cheeks and chest, her breathing growing ragged the longer I stare, the effect I have on her sending wisps of arousal down my spine, hot and heady and completely desperate for her.

“Remember, I said I don’t care for apologies,” I say, kneeling on the mattress by her feet. Crawling over her, I palm the tops of her thighs and spread them as far as they’ll go, the crescent shape of her glistening cunt making my heart race, my cock throbbing painfully. “I like an exchange.”

Gulping, she nods. “Sex will be enough to make you forgive me?”

“Well, not one night, no.” My fingers slide down her taut stomach, over her hips, and settle between her legs, swiping through her slick heat.

She bucks against the friction, and I quickly remove my hand, bringing my fingers to my lips and wrapping my tongue around the tips, almost coming from her taste alone.

Meeting her hungry brown gaze, I drop my hand again, this time slipping lower and rimming her entrance, my thumb swirling over her clit as one finger pushes in.

She clamps down around the intrusion, thighs already quaking as I start to move, stroking up against her inner walls in sync with the way my thumb massages her bundle of nerves.

“A lifetime of sex,” I muse, gripping her throat with my free hand. “That’d probably do the trick.”

She wraps her hand around my wrist, increasing the pressure against her neck, eyes flaring with a fire I have no intention of putting out. “An entire lifetime, hm?”

I nod, adding a second finger; she flutters around me, the seedlings of an impending orgasm. “I think that’s a punishment that fits the crime.”

“I think you’re crazy.”

Releasing her throat, I slide down her body and replace my thumb with the tip of my tongue, flicking against and suckling her clit until she can’t form a coherent sentence, my fingers continuing their assault inside her tight heat.

Her juices coat my chin and fingers, soaking me with her need and making precum leak from my tip.

“Jesus, Boyd.” Her hips lift off the bed, searching for release, and I press the flat of my palm against her stomach, pinning her in place, redoubling my efforts.

“If you can still talk, I must not be doing a good enough job.” Pulling back an inch, I blow cool air over her pulsing clit, aching at the way she arches into everything I do to her, like she can’t get enough.

Forming a seal around the top of her cunt, I add a third finger and drag out the motions, curling and sucking with a slow fervor that has her head whipping back and forth on the mattress.

When she spasms around my fingers, her inner muscles waxing and waning against me in warm waves, I hold my tongue flat against her clit, absorbing each pulse and feeling it shoot straight down to my balls.

They seize up as I withdraw from her angry, swollen sex, and she whimpers at the loss.

“Don’t worry, princess, I’m gonna fill you right up.” Jerking her hips down, I bend for a quick kiss, licking her tongue so she tastes herself, groaning when she laps it up.

Gripping her ankles, I drape them over my shoulders, teasing her lips with the head of my cock, before slowly sliding in.

Her warmth envelops me with every passing inch, and I bite my lip to keep from coming immediately. Bottoming out, the tops of my thighs slap against her ass, and she lets out a surprised squeak.

“Oh, fuck.” Her words are a gasp, followed by a wiggle of her hips as she adjusts to having me inside of her again. “You’re so deep.”

“Christ,” I mutter, my fingers digging into her thighs as she reaches up to cup her breasts, pinching and rolling her nipples as I start to move my hips against her, thrusting in and out in long, slow strokes, my piercing colliding with a spot that has her panting and canting upward.

“So fucking tight, princess. I love knowing I’m the only man who’s been inside this perfect, juicy little cunt. You like me fucking it? Like me fucking you?”

She nods, frantic, her eyes drifting closed as I piston faster, harder, electricity shooting across my veins and collecting at the base of my spine.

“Want it for the rest of your life?”

Her eyes pop open, annoyance sparkling in her irises. “Boyd. Talk about manipulation.”

Shrugging, I keep fucking her, the sound of our skin slapping together and her arousal fueling me on, making me catatonic. “I’ll ask you again after I’ve filled you with my cum, if it helps. But my sentiment remains the same. All in or nothing, baby.”

An animalistic groan tears from her throat as she clamps down around me, my words apparently her undoing—and all the answer I really need.

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