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I want to fuck her senseless.

I want to cherish her.

I want her pussy to ache when we’re done.

I want to worship every inch of her body.

“Take your pants off,” I command, my fingers still tangled in her hair.

She’s quick to push her leggings down, and I allow her to dip down to get them free of her legs.

I have a million options right now.

I could throw her on her back.

Hell, she’s small enough, I could simply pick her up, force her legs around my hips and slide her down my cock.

I could urge her to her stomach and fuck her from behind, but if I did that I couldn’t kiss her, and I’m aching for her lips on mine as much as I’m in need of her pussy around my cock.

Maybe looking back, I’ll regret not bothering to pull my pants from around my calves, but I just can’t worry about it right now.

“I respect you,” I tell her as I lower the two of us to the bed.

She chuckles. “Okay.”

“I need you to know that because I’m not taking my jeans and boots off before—”

She screams when I press into her fully.

Jesus, I probably should’ve warned her or primed her first.

“Fuck, sorry,” I groan, pulling back, but her legs lock as best they can around my waist.

“Don’t.”

Our mouths join but it’s more just sharing breath than actual kissing.

“Am I hurting you?” I ask when I press forward once again.

“In the best way possible,” she answers, her knees dropping open a little wider to give me better access.

I find the end of her with every surge forward, and I was wrong about remembering how that first night was. Either my memory is shit or this is even better. I’d swear on a stack of Bibles that I’ve never felt anything like this before.

“You’re perfect,” I tell her, one hand on her cheek, the other near her head to keep from crushing her.

“You feel so g-good,” she stammers before licking her lips.

Jealous of her tongue, I swipe at hers with mine, needing to taste every inch of her.

With our mouths locked, I curl over her body, my hips speeding up.

I swallow each one of her moans much the same way she does mine.

“Baby,” I whisper.

“Me too,” she answers, but her body is already giving me what I need. Her pussy pulses, each one of the tiny muscles inside of her rippling down my length. It’s absolute heaven. Nothing has ever been better.

We had that quick conversation about sex making things complicated, but I think we were both wrong. There’s nothing at all complicated about this. Experiencing this together is the most natural feeling in the world. It’s like being lost for a thousand years only to find home when you least expect it.

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