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“I…yes,” she breathed.

This man wasn’t just seeing her. He understood her.

That’s what her heart craved most of all.

“You are so wet. Your pussy spasmed around my cock when you said that. Tell me again.”

“I wish I was being watched.” Saying that secret desire out loud, mingled with the fear and the powerful male holding her, burying his cock in her pussy, her coil of nerves started to unfurl.

“Your pussy is so damn eager for my cock.”

He ground into her pussy, so hard she felt the vibrations against the glass in a gentle tapping. Her entire body was buzzing, wanting to let go.

“You’re so pretty, hungry for this orgasm, wanting to take what I give you. If someone watched now, they’d see the sweat between your perfect round breasts.”

She gasped as he pounded into her, her ass bouncing against the window.

“They’d see those pretty pouty lips pressed firmly. Are you trying not to scream?”

She glared at him, tightening her belly muscles.

“They’d see your gorgeous hair messy from my hands and the longing in your eyes. But is what you really want them to watch how my cock makes you fall apart?”

She came with a scream but kept her eyes open and bit down on her lip as she saw the approval in his dark eyes.

“Yes, perfect. They’d cheer for you, for how you came apart. Was it as good as the first?” He rode through her orgasm, his brows furrowing as her pussy fluttered around his cock.

“Yes,” she whispered. “They’d see how I came apart for you.” She bit his shoulder. His core muscles rippled against her, sweat between them slick.

His face tensed. “Mulberry!”

And he screamed her name as his orgasm tore through him.

“I’m here” she leaned against him, loving how his arms came around her.

“Good girl.”

Mulberry closed her eyes against his warmth.

Slowly he eased out of her depth.

Wrapping his arms around her, he carried her to the bedroom.

Gently he laid her on the bed, turned on a nightlight and disappeared into the washroom.

“Let me take care of you now,” he said.

Too worn out, her emotions a mess, she followed him into the bathroom without protest, watching as he sprinkled oil in the bathtub.

“Get in. I’m going to take a quick shower.”

She did, feeling eased by the warm water.

He smiled, then stepped into the shower.

She leaned back in the tub, watching as the water cascaded over his mighty muscles, getting lost in how the man soaped himself.

Never before had someone like Nick given her any kind of attention.

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