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Stroking.
Twisting.
Then separating, widening, preparing me.
It wasn’t long before I couldn’t take the torment anymore, before I needed the feel of him, the fullness of him.
My hands were grabbing him, pulling him up.
But he kissed back upward, prolonging the sweet torture for another moment or two before his lips were on mine, and his weight was anchoring me.
My legs wrapped him up again, feeling the thickness of him pressing against me, and I rocked shamelessly against him.
His weight shifted, and I heard the nightstand opening.
I said a silentThank youto the me from an hour ago who’d put that condom there in easy reach.
His weight shifted away.
Just for a moment.
But it felt like an eternity to my system that wanted nothing more than the feel of him.
As soon as he was done protecting us, my hands were grabbing him, pulling him back down again.
A sexy little chuckle moved through him at my desperation.
“Easy, baby,” he murmured, his lips pressing a kiss to the corner of my lips.
I couldn’t be easy.
There was nothing easy about the ache inside me.
The desperate need for more, for everything.
“Detroit, please,” I begged, my legs wrapping around him again, my hips rocking restlessly.
“Say it again,” he demanded, voice rough, yet velvety-soft in my ear as his lips teased the shell of it.
“Please,” I repeated.
“No,” he said, nipping the lobe. “Say my name.”
“Detroit,” I said, his name sighing out of me as he rocked his hips against me, the head of his cock teasing over my clit. “Please,” I added when he didn’t do anything more. “I need you inside me,” I added, voice a faint whisper. But it was the truth. I felt it down to my bone, my marrow.
I needed him inside me like I needed my next breath.
“Fuck,” he hissed, pushing up to look down at me, eyes flicking fires down at me as he shifted, as the head of his cock pressed against me.
My mouth parted on a gasp as he started to slide inside of me.
There was an unexpected, and strangely satisfying pinch at the way I had to stretch for him.
“You’re so fucking tight,” he groaned as he kept sliding in, kept claiming me. That was how I felt right then, too.
Claimed.
His.
