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His lips land on mine, and I moan into the embrace, letting him spread my lips and lick inside. I wrap my arms around his neck, wanting to be as close to him as possible.

He pulls back, staring down my body, and as he leans up on his knees, I let my legs drop to the bed.

“Can we try to put it in?” I ask him, my voice sounding like someone else’s.

“Fucking hell, my love,” he curses, and I grin.

I thought he would thrust into me, but he surprises me by caging me in with his body and arms and leaning down.

His lips latch onto one stiff nipple and he teases it with his tongue, nipping it with his teeth. The movements keep me on edge, and my orgasm seems to go on and on as he switches between my breasts, leaving behind beard burn and marks from his lips and teeth.

I love seeing the marks all over me. Love knowing he’s claiming me.

I love him.

I want to tell him, to say those three little words, but I can’t. Not when he’s on his knees between my thighs, lining himself up with my small entrance.

He looks up at me as he moves forward, burying the tip of his cock inside my snug hole.

I moan. I love having him inside me, stretching me wide. I wiggle beneath him, wanting more of him. Oliver grabs my wrists, pinning them above my head. and drops his hips to mine so I can’t move. The movement sinks another inch inside me, and I gasp, my eyes almost rolling back in my head.

“I’m a big guy, my love. I don’t want to hurt you,” he pants, and I can see that holding himself back is killing him.

I don’t know when he changed it to “my love” instead of “love,” but I crave it. I want to hear him calling me that for the rest of our lives.

Oliver pins my wrists with one hand and uses the other to reach between us, finding my clit and rubbing it in short tight circles.

I come again, my body wound tight.

“It feels so good with you inside me,” I moan.

He buries his face in my neck, letting out a few mumbled curses before pulling away. Sitting back on his heels, he grips my hips to hold me in place on the bed. He gives me a few gentle thrusts, rocking into me as he pets my clit with his thumb.

A baby orgasm rolls through me, and he smiles.

“That’s it, my love. Keep coming. We have to soften you up before I take you fully.”

“I’m ready now,” I promise him breathlessly.

He studies me for a moment, nodding.

He lies on top of me, cradling my face in his hands as he kisses me. I get lost in his taste, in the way his tongue twists around mine.

Then he thrusts into me, his cock filling me so fully that it steals my breath for a moment.

“Fuck!” he shouts.

I open my eyes to see him above me. The veins in his neck are straining, and his eyes are closed in pleasure.

“You’re mine now,” he says as he opens his eyes and stares down at me.

“Yours,” I whisper.

Oliver kisses me, moving his cock inside me. He plunges in and out, grinding down so the base of his cock rubs against my clit. His fingers tangle in my long hair, and he wraps it around his fist, tugging my head back so he can lick a path down my neck. He sucks on my pulse point, and I wrap my legs around his waist.

“Harder,” I moan.

He groans and picks up his pace, fucking me harder, faster. When his hand releases my hair to wrap around my throat, I come. It’s so much more intense with him filling me so fully. I scream his name, clawing at his back, barely registering as he finds his release.

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