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The sounds that spilled from him were primal and raw, and I was dripping. My leg hitched up onto his shoulder as I thrust my hips forward, fucking his face, desperate for more of him. He hungrily licked through my folds, everywhere, obscene and worshipful all at once.
My orgasm was building, the tension coiling tighter and tighter until I thought I would burst.
And then it hit me, brutal and furious, sending me spiraling into a frenzy of pleasure that left me gasping and trembling against the wall. Lincoln's mouth stayed on me, his fingers slipping inside and curling upwards to stroke that perfect spot deep inside. I cried out in ecstasy as he brought me to the brink again and again, my body shaking and quivering under his expert touch.
Finally, when I was about to collapse, he stood and spun me around, pushing me forward so that my hands were on the wall and my ass was exposed to him.
"Please," I whimpered, desperate for him as I always was.
He growled in response, his eyes smoldering with a possessive heat that set my body ablaze.
"Spread your legs," he commanded, and I obeyed without question, watching him over my shoulder, dying over his beauty.
He pulled his sweatpants down and I licked my lips as he jerked his hand up and down his hard, perfect dick before rubbing it through my folds, torturing me with every slow pass. He bit down on his plush lower lip as he grabbed and squeezed my ass.
And then he pushed inside, pounding into me with a fierce intensity that left me breathless and begging for more. I could feel him everywhere, his hands on my hips, his chest pressed against my back, his teeth nipping at my skin as he claimed me over and over. It was wild and raw and untamed, a perfect expression of our obsession for each other.
His hand covered my mouth as I came, muffling my scream even as his groan filled the room.
We finally collapsed against the wall in a sweaty, panting heap. My golden god immediately slipped a hand between my legs, and pushed his cum inside me insistently, his fingers massaging me gently as he licked drops of sweat off my neck.
“Tell me you love me, dream girl,” he demanded.
And I did.
Of course.
Although I loved it when hemademe tell him too.
EPILOGUE NO. 2
LINCOLN
My phone rang at midnight, right when I was about to wrap myself around Monroe. I glanced at it and saw that it was Ari.
“I need to answer it. He knows better than to call me this late nowadays, so he probably needs something,” I told Monroe. She nodded sleepily, her eyes heavy-lidded and satisfied from the three orgasms I’d just given her.
“Hey. Everything okay?” I asked without saying hello.
There was a long pause.
“No,” Ari finally said, his voice sounding choked and funny.
“What’s going on?”
“Can you meet me at that bar on 7th?” he asked gruffly.
“Yeah, of course. I’ll see you in fifteen minutes.”
“Thanks,” he murmured before hanging up.
I was still for a minute, feeling uneasy. It was Tuesday night at midnight. Not our usual night for a bar crawl, even before I’d met Monroe.
“I’ve got to go meet up with Ari for a little bit, he doesn’t sound good,” I whispered to Monroe, softly stroking her hair and breathing through the ever present lust I felt whenever I was around her—so fuckingalwaysnowadays.
I drove over to the bar he’d picked, one we’d go to from time to time when we wanted a quiet place to drink. I was relieved when I walked in to see that it was even slower than usual tonight. The place was dimly lit, the soft glow of neon lights casting a red and blue haze across the room. The air was thick with the scent of alcohol, a mixture of stale and fresh. The wooden bar top was well-worn and marked with rings from countless glasses and bottles. Behind the bar, shelves lined with bottles of all shapes and sizes reached up to the ceiling. The music was loud and upbeat, the bass vibrating through the floor. The place had a gritty, chill atmosphere that we’d always liked.
I spotted Ari right away. There were four beer bottles in front of him. He’d been busy.
