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She shook her head. Even though it was dark. “I’m still on the pill and I told you there hasn’t been anyone else.”
He gave another growl and lowered his head, kissing her hungrily. When he lifted his head, he said simply, “It’s always only been you for me.”
God, she wished there was some light in here now. “You haven’t been with anyone?”
He gave a short laugh. “It’s been me and my hand ever since I drove away from Baton Rouge that night.”
In the dark, she cupped his face with her hands. “Oh my God.”
“Need you.” His voice was rough.
“Yes.”
“You’re mine, Becca. All mine.”
She tightened her thighs around him. “I always have been.”
It was as if at that moment, he realized that not only had she not been with anyone since him, she’dneverbeen withanyoneelse. He’d known that, of course, but in that moment, it was like the words were hanging in the air between them.
He thrust forward, filling her, all at once. Her previous orgasm made it an easy entrance, in spite of how long it had been.
She cried out. “Yes, oh yes, Beau.”
“Christ, Becca,” he said, resting his forehead against hers, and just breathing.
“Yes, this is so good,” she said. She had to assure him that she was good and that everything was wonderful. She curled her fingers into his back and lifted her hips closer.
He put a hand on her hip, squeezing and holding. “Just give me a second.”
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah. Just want this to last longer than thirty seconds.”
She smiled. “We can always do it again.”
That got him moving. He pulled out and thrust back in. It was a nice, long, slow movement, stretching her. The heat was incredible. The friction, perfect.
He paused at the end of the thrust, breathing raggedly for a moment. Then pulled out and thrust forward again. But soon enough the pace picked up.
The only sound in the room was the rustling of the sheets, their breathing and groans, and the sound of skin on skin.
“God, tell me you’re with me,” he said after a few minutes.
She was. She actually wanted this to last even longer, but her body was having none of that. Her orgasm was coiling, tight, low and deep, and she was only a few strokes away.
“So close,” she said.
He reached between them, his thumb finding her clit. “Need you therenow,” he told her.
“Beau,” she said, wanting to slow it down just a bit.
But he knew her. He knew her body. He knew her buttons. He’d taughtherall about her buttons.
“You’re taking me so good, Becca,” he told her. “You feel so fucking good. Milk me, baby. Take me. Take it all.” He circled her clit. “Come for me. I want to feel you come on my cock.”
That shot her over the pinnacle easily.
She gasped, her pussy clenching around him as sparks of pleasure and heat exploded through her body.
