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It was by far my favorite sentence I’d ever said to her. I was surprised but not shocked by the fact that she was pregnant. I always did everything right the first time.

“Fine. Make love to me then.”

I grinned, gripping her ass. I hovered above her on our bed and tore off her dress, leaving her completely naked for me. Her hot skin fused with mine as I took her nipple in my mouth. Her hand fisted the sheets as I pressed her into the mattress, continuing my assault on her body.

I spread her thighs open and kissed my way down to her pussy. I made love to her with my mouth as I gripped her thighs and drapped her legs over my shoulders. I sucked her clit between my lips and moaned when she squeezed my head with her legs.

Hard.

Fast.

She couldn’t control it.

I was barely down there for a minute until I had her screaming out my name.

Loud.

Proud.

Panting.

She fell apart, coming with my lips still around her clit.

Once she was begging for mercy, I stood and wiped her come off my face with the back of my hand before teasing her pussy with my cock.

“Tristian…” She wiggled her hips. “Please. I need you—”

I filled her to the hilt, pulling out only to thrust back in. I began with a rhythm that had her screaming my name instantly.

Moaning.

Groaning.

Scratching.

Thrusting.

Harder and harder.

Faster and faster.

Her first kiss was mine.

Her first love was me.

Her first fuck.

Her first and only heartbreak.

The first man to love her wholeheartedly.

She was stretched out beneath me, her blonde hair splayed across the white sheets, her lips parted as sexy, uncontrollable moans escaped her swollen lips.

I’d caused that.

I moved again, realizing that for the first time in my life, I had everything I wanted.

Needed.

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