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Her pussy pulses around my fingers, over and over, and I lap up the desire I have created. When her hips finally stop moving, I grab a condom, hastily rolling it onto my stiff cock.

I move up to brace my hands on either side of her head, bending down to kiss her softly. Her eyes are still closed, her breathing labored.

“Look at me, baby.”

Her eyelashes flutter open, and she focuses her gaze on mine. “I want to see you. I want to hear that first gasp as I thrust into you.”

I pin her arms over her head, and her eyes widen as I slowly sink my cock into her wet heat, and then there it is—that sweet inhalation of surprise and pleasure as I touch her core. Her pussy feels like it was made just for me. She clenches around me, and with an impassioned moan, her eyes close. I cup her chin in my hand, squeezing gently as I brush my lips over hers.

“Open your eyes, sweetheart. Good girl. Keep them open. I want to watch you as I fuck you.”

She whimpers faintly, but she keeps her eyes open, those liquid blue depths mesmerizing me as I start pumping into her. Our bodies join, hips grinding and pelvises thrusting as we both climb the precipice to dizzying heights of pleasure. Skin on skin, our gazes locked, it’s almost spiritual. I feel like I can see straight through to her soul. I want to drink in every expression, every gasp, every whimper. I pull out and drive back in.

“Harder. Fuck me harder, Noah.”

She doesn’t have to ask twice. With her wrists still imprisoned in my hand, I slam into her, desperate to touch her as deeply as possible, and she cries out, meeting me thrust for thrust. “Come for me, baby.” As if waiting for my command, her pussy pulses around me, milking my cock. That’s all it takes. I sink my teeth into her shoulder as I explode into her.

We lay there, panting, for several long minutes, and then I collapse next to her, gathering her in my arms and pulling her close to me, so her back curves against my chest. I smooth her hair away from her face with gentle fingers.

She wriggles her ass against my cock, which pulses in response, despite me having just had the biggest orgasm of my life. Then she snuggles into me and almost instantly falls asleep, her breath soft and even. I drift in and out of sleep, dreams of McKenzie’s sweet body and flashes of El Gato mixing together, reminding me of everything I’ve done, everything I’ve lost, and everything I’ll never have again, no matter how much I want it.

I wake up in the middle of the night, my cock hard and ready for her again, and I rouse her gently with my hands on her breasts and stomach and thighs, caressing and stroking, until she opens to me. Silently, I move between her thighs, taking her gently, our bodies speaking a language all their own. This time I make love to her slowly, our passion building steadily until we both come again, clutching each other close as if loathe to break the contact of skin on skin. I hold her as we drift off to sleep, my cock still buried in her pussy.

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