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Pushing off the couch, I strolled into the kitchen. I licked my lips, my gaze raking over his tight and toned torso, and I realized I wasn't hungry for food.
His eyes locked on mine, and I knew he was reading my mind. Wrapping his fingers around my hips, he jerked me into him, pulling my body flush against his. His mouth collided with mine in an all-consuming kiss that stole the air from my lungs. Slipping my hand inside the waistband of his boxers, he groaned into my mouth as I gripped him.
"I want to fuck you," I breathed against his lips, slowly stroking him from root to tip. "But first, I want to taste you." I dropped to my knees in front of him, tugging down his boxers and setting his massive erection free. I continued stroking him with long, quick strokes as I pressed my lips against his tip before rolling my tongue over his wide head, tasting the evidence of his arousal as I peered up at him through my lashes. My mouth stretched wide as I glided my mouth over him, increasing my suction as I pushed him deep.
"That's it, baby," he groaned, sliding his finger into my hair; he thrust his hips forward. Sliding himself to the back of my throat, I dropped my hand as his hand tightened in my hair. His hips rocked forward, thrusting himself deeper. I let him take control as he pumped in and out of my mouth.
Relaxing my jaw, he shoved himself deep, holding me in place as our gazes met. Yanking my hair, he pulled out of my mouth, and I gasped for air.
His hands slid under my arms, jerking me up to my feet. He quickly worked me out of my clothes before wrapping his arms around me and pulling me up to him.
Wrapping my legs around his waist, I threw my arms around his neck as his mouth found mine, kissing me hard, devouring every inch of my mouth.
Dropping me on the cold granite countertop, he didn't break from the kiss as I winced, thrusting myself forward.
Tearing my mouth from his, I gasped for air as his mouth slid down my jawline, neck, chest, and stomach, leaving a trail of hot, wet kisses before finally settling between my legs.
My heart revved into overdrive as my fingers slid into his hair, and he kissed and nipped at my thighs and pussy.
"Christian," I begged, my hand tightening in his hair. The tension in my core tightened with an insatiable need, and I wasn't above begging him.
His tongue swiped up the length of me before he settled into a mind-blowing rhythm, flicking my clit with such precision my body vibrated against his mouth. I moaned his name as he devoured me.
"Fuck," he groaned, licking his lips as he stood to his full height. Looping his arms under my legs, he grabbed my hips and jerked me to the edge of the counter, positioning himself between my thighs.
He slid himself through my slick flesh, and I cried out with each stroke of his wide head hitting my swollen, sensitive clit.
"Fuck me," I moaned. "Fuck me now." His cock nudged my entrance as he let the tip of his cock tease me, slowly pushing in and then pulling back out.
My head fell back. "Christian."
Thrusting his hips forward, he filled me. He didn't wait before he started fucking me. Pumping in and out, each thrust going deeper and harder. I rocked my hips forward, meeting his savage thrusts.
He withdrew before driving inside me again and again.
A deep guttural groan tore from his throat as his hips thrust forward.
My pussy clenched around him, and my entire body tensed as my orgasm exploded around him. Pulling out, his hips jutted forward, slamming into me, filling me deep as he erupted his release inside me.
Christian collapsed against me. Our skin was slick with sweat, and our racing hearts pounded together.
"I love you," he murmured against my slick skin.
"I love you too," I breathed as he scooped me off the counter and carried me into the shower.
After one more round, we were both exhausted and starving.
Sinking onto the couch, I flipped on the TV while Christian ordered pizza.
My phone chimed. My father.
"Hey," I smiled, holding the phone up where he could see Christian and me.
"You are alive," he laughed.
"Sorry. I have finals this week, plus the new job, and I've been slammed."
"You know you don't have to work. I will help you."
"I know." I shrugged. "But I like working."
"Okay." He forced a smile. "If it gets to be too much, choose your schooling. There will be lots of time for work later."
"I tried to talk her out of it," Christian muttered. "She won't listen to me either."
Having so many people who cared and worried about me was still weird. Even though Noah and Levi were gone, my father still worried that someday my past would come back to haunt me. I think Christian did, too, even if he didn't say it, but I wasn't worried. I knew that part of my life was over, and I was only looking toward the future now, and right now, the future looked like a massive party this weekend.
