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She claws at my hand. “Please let me come.”

“Such good manners.” I press my thumb against her clit.

Her thighs stick to the leather bench beneath her—both from her arousal and the sweat clinging to her skin. She shakes as I tease that spot again until she erupts on my fingers. I sit back up and tug my pants down far enough to get on a condom.

Dahlia trembles as she begins to come down from her high, although I don’t let her fully return to reality as I have her straddle me again.

“Remember how I won the competition at the Harvest Festival?”

A moment of clarity passes over her. “Yes.”

“You promised me anything I wanted.”

“Did you finally decide?” Confusion bleeds into her voice.

My grip on her hips tightens. “Yes. I want you to answer one question honestly.”

“That’s it?”

I nod.

“What do you want to know?”

“Are you falling in love with me?”

No hesitating. No deep breaths. No questioning myself or whether asking her was a mistake.

Tell me this isn’t all in my head.

Give me something to hold on to before I lose hope of us getting a real chance.

Show me that we can survive anything, your long-distance job and trust issues included.

The whooshing sound of my heart pounding fills my ears, so I nearly miss her answer.

“Yes.”

All my thoughts scatter as warmth radiates through my chest, burning a path from my heart to my lower half.

With a full-body tremble, she rises to her knees and slides down my cock until she is fully seated. My thighs shake beneath her as I fight the pleasure threatening to consume every rational thought.

Dahlia was made for me, and I won’t let another day go by where she doesn’t know it.

“I want to hear it.” My nails bite into her skin.

“Yes, I’m falling in love with you, but I don’t know how I will ever get over—”

I lift her and slam her back down, cutting her off midsentence. “We’ll figure the rest out.”

“But—”

I repeat the same action while switching angles, earning a spine-tingling rush as she takes every inch.

Dahlia holds on to my shoulders while she follows the pace I set. My pleasure climbs as she glides up and down my cock, working herself to my groans of appreciation.

Her tempo changes, desperation biting at our heels as Dahlia chases her release. I’m not too far off, although I refuse to let go until she does.

At one point, I take over, holding her down by the shoulders as I pump into her from below. A galaxy of stars explodes behind my eyes as she clenches around my cock with the sweetest moan.

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