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I press my forehead to hers. “Are you sure?”

“Yes.” She arches against me, sliding a bit off before taking me back to the hilt. “I need this just as much as you do.”

“You’re my heart, Twirl.” With her eyes on mine, I pull out and hold just the tip inside. Her opening squeezes around the head, clenching—trying to pull me back in as I grab her legs and wrap them around me. “Last chance. Are you sure?”

“I want the real you. Don’t hold back,” she says, voice steady. Her thighs tighten around my hips, fighting my hold. “Fuck me and cuddle with me after.”

“I’ll make this up to you.” I slam back inside causing her to choke on her reply. My hips ride her hard, pounding into her without mercy.

The sounds of the waves crashing upon the shore and her moans create the perfect soundtrack. Nature and beast; I’ve given in to my carnal desires. Accept that this beautiful woman with her head thrown back and drowning in pleasure was made for me.

From my rib.

Her heat envelops me each time I thrust inside. My cock glistens with her juices; I can feel the sweet little drips rolling down between us and soaking the sheets. I’m hypersensitive—a thousand minuscule electric shocks dance across my skin at the sight below me.

The obscenity. She’s so tiny compared to me.

Finding purchase on those thick hips, I raise her off the bed and gift her five punishing strokes in rapid succession.

“So good. Please don’t stop,” London cries out, fingernails raking down my chest. She breaks the skin, and I revel in the sting. Love how far gone she is to the pleasure I give her.

“Say my name,” I grit out, snapping my hips and burying myself to the hilt as a harsh shiver rushes through her. “Motherfuck, baby. You are my heaven...my nirvana. Squeeze me again.”

“Malcolm, I’m—”

“I know. Give it to me,” I demand through clenching teeth, holding my own release back as her body lets go. Her orgasm borders on painful as the need to fuck her raw becomes unbearable, and yet, as her warm juices drip between us, I let her ride it out.

She’s out of breath and beautiful, face flush and chest rising hard with every breath she tries to take in.

Once she’s coming down, when the last of the aftershocks subside, I pull out and flip her onto her stomach. She yelps, but it soon turns into a wanton moan when I grip her hair in my fist, spread her thighs just a bit, and mount her from behind.

With her body flat to the bed, I fuck her. Pounding into her tight little body as my body covers hers from head to toe.

Fingers tightening in her hair, I tilt her head toward me. My lips leave open-mouthed kisses on her jaw before I lick her from cheek to neck. “You feel like perfection. Like my perfect little cock slut.”

Son of a bitch, she’s clenching around my dick in the most delicious way. Tighter like this, and in my next thrust, I force my way back inside.

“What’s happening to me? Am I...fuck!” London arches, pushing against me as another orgasm rocks her, and I follow. With one more punishing thrust, I bury myself deep and let go.

“Fuck, yes, Twirl. Milk my cock,” I grunt out, balls drawn up tight as I release the first stream of come deep inside her cunt. Three more leave me and mix with her own, creating a sticky, beautiful mess.

The sheets below are soaked.

She’s panting with her eyes closed while I watch her.

Enjoying this moment of calm as my body settles beside her on the bed, I tuck her beneath my chin with the blanket half over us. London is pliant in my arms, all soft and sweet with her head on my chest and a leg thrown over my hip.

There are no words said, but I feel them. Those three simple ones that, put together, are worth more than all the money in the world: I love you.

With her, I’m happy.

At peace.

She’s my queen.

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“AGAIN, LONDON. THIS TIME, close your fist like I taught you yesterday. Keep your thumb on the outside and over your pointer and middle finger. Never under.” I’m holding a trainer’s punching pad up toward her, expecting the next hit to be full of frustration. She’s tired, sweaty, and looks hot as fuck out in the middle of this beach wearing a pair of yoga pants and a sports bra. “You’ll break it if you don’t position it right.”

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