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Spasming.

Squirming.

Falling apart.

“Your pussy was made for me. How are you this fucking delicious?”

“I was made for you.”

Hearing her affirm what I’d spent years disregarding was another emotion I wasn’t expecting. Unable to confront the truth, I hid my face in the crook of her neck. Aware it wouldn’t matter in the end—she owned my heart and soul.

Always had.

Always would.

Our mouths parted, both of us panting profusely, helpless against our bodies coming together as one. She gasped the second she felt my cock hit her g-spot, and I picked up the pace of my assault.

“Julian … right there…”

“Here, baby? You want my cock, here?” My dick throbbed to come balls deep inside of her now.

“Oh, God … yes … right there…” Her moans got louder and louder, squeezing the hell out of my cock.

“Yeah, baby, just like that. Come hard for me.”

“Yes… Don’t stop … please don’t stop.”

“I won’t. I can’t. You own me.”

She pulsated, and her sweet pussy sucked my cock dry. I came so hard, my vision blurred, and my body trembled right along with hers. Both of us going over the edge together, where I could barely see straight. We stayed like that for I don’t know how long, in our safe haven that would eventually turn into our hell. It felt as if an eternity had passed between us, and it still wasn’t enough time with her.

It was never enough time with her.

Kissing all over her face again, I slowly, unwillingly, pulled out of her, causing her to wince from the sting of my dick.

“I’ll be right back.” I kissed the tip of her nose and got up, going straight into the bathroom. Needing a minute to myself for what I wasn’t prepared to face. “Fuck.” I looked in the mirror. “We didn’t use a condom.”

My emotions held me hostage while I cleaned myself up. Taking a solid breath, I dampened a washcloth and made my way back into my bedroom.

“Autumn—”

“Don’t say it. Please don’t ruin this for me.” She was staring up at the ceiling. Lost in her own thoughts with my white sheet wrapped around her naked body.

“What exactly do you think I’m going to say?”

“That you regret it.”

“Kid, look at me.”

She did, her eyes already welling up with tears.

“Awe, baby.” I went to her and kissed her lips.

“Every time something intimate happens between us, you always push me away after. Please, just give me this. I can’t hear you say that you regr—”

“I don’t.”

“Really?”

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