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I let loose, now free to pump as hard and fast as I want to. We move together erratically, still getting the feel of each other’s rhythms, all our muscles tense with need. I piston my hips, spearing into her and thrusting hard.

She gives as much as she gets, her muscles bearing down at random intervals. It takes every ounce of strength to hold out and make it last.

“I want you to still feel me when you’re at work tomorrow, pretty baby. I hope you get distracted when you’re showing houses. With every step you take, I want you to remember how I stretched you.”

Breathless, she bobs her head like this is an assignment, like she’s looking for more affirmation. “What about you? Will you … will you still feel me tomorrow? Am I good?”

My heart. She’s too good for me. If she has to ask, I’m not doing my job.

“You’re fucking incredible, Charlotte.”

Her tightness strangles my cock, daring me to go faster, deeper. Her honey seeps out, dripping down my balls and everywhere else, and I’m irrationally mad some of it’s getting lost in the blanket. I want all of it. All. Of. It.

I order her to let go, and when she does, I roll onto my back. She squeaks in surprise but takes it in stride, straddling me and taking me deep.

“Ride me. Fucking ride me like you want to,” I tell her.

I thrust up furiously as she moves with me. Each pump into her making her delightful breasts jiggle temptingly above me.

I reach up and cup both of them, noticing the tightness, wetness increase when I brush the tips of my thumbs over her nipples.

We’re both too breathless for words as our rhythm grows frantic. Even as I guide her up and down on my cock, using her as little more than a hole to bury myself in, she wrecks me with every grip, every ragged moan. She’s fucking loud, and I love it.

I love her.

Determined to make this good for her, I let go of one hip, forcing me to slow down.

I watch her reaction as I pop my thumb into my mouth, drenching it with my spit, then reach down between our joined bodies to pleasure her clit.

Charlotte makes such an animalistic groan as her head rolls backward.

I might fucking propose right now.

CHAPTERTEN

Charlotte

I didn’t know it could be this wild, this perfect.

My first time, and Harley is about to make me come twice. I didn’t even know that was a thing.

I am filled with him as my release barrels through me like a freight train.

He pulls me down, wrapping me in his arms as he rolls me onto my back again, still seated inside me.

Harley groans, loud and rough, as he spills into me. He pumps into me again and again, burying his face in my shoulder. I hold him close as he fills me with his seed. His body twitches over me, his primal groans subsiding, but only after a long, long minute of repeated spasms.

I rake my fingernails over the damp skin of his back as he calms, eventually.

I think both of us are a little in shock after what just happened between us because nobody says anything for a while. There is only our shared breath, our connection, our new addiction.

Neither of us seems to want to be the first to speak, to break the spell.

Finally, once my breath has returned to normal, Harley slowly, gently, peels himself off of me.

He gives me one sweet, loving kiss, then gingerly frees himself from me.

I whimper at the loss of his still-stiff cock. But then, he drugs me with his kisses down the length of my body.

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