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“I’ve been wanting to do this forever, love,” he whispers against my flesh.

With a hand on my knee for stability and the other wrapped around the bed railing, I quake in response.

I can’t believe we’re about to do this.

I can’t believe…

All thought fades into oblivion as the wet tip of his tongue glides through my lips. Closing my eyes, I drop my head back and relinquish control.

I trust him.

My future husband.

* * *

Gunz

Holding my woman’s soft, tattooed thighs in a vise, my face smothered in delicious-smelling cunt, I taste every inch of her. Giving zero fucks about how loud she gets or my recent surgery, I gorge. Lashing her clit with my tongue, she shakes the entire bed, moaning. High on her scent, I revel in our excitement.

My woman’s palm cups the top of my head as her body does what it wants and rides my face. Undulating hips grind wet flesh against my mouth, my beard, and my tongue. Focusing on her little nub, I suck it into my mouth, and she screams. Knowing what she needs, I deliver light flicks and sucks, followed by sharper, more intense care. Wetness floods my face as she loses herself in pleasure.

That’s right, love. Drip all over me.

Her sharp nails bite into my skull, and my cock bucks, begging for attention. I ignore him. This isn’t about me. This is about taking care of what’s mine. It’s about showing her desire. My desire for her and only her.

“Erik,” she wails, her legs trembling.

That’s it, love. Take whatever you need.

Back arching, her chest thrusts toward the ceiling as I tongue fuck her sexy little hole. Another rush of sweetness floods my mouth, and I gulp it down, eager for the next hit.

“Erik… I’m…” Kit grinds against my face in the hottest fucking way. My nuts draw up, wanting to unload inside her. To bury myself to the hilt and fill her with cum. Again, I ignore the urge. Another time. A different day.

Latching onto her clit, I brace Kit’s legs with my arms and hold her pussy against my mouth. I stop messing around and give her exactly what she needs. Higher and higher, my tongue drives my woman to madness. She babbles incoherently, trying to squirm away, to make me let her up, to give her a breather. Do you think I listen? Hell no. I double down. Tightening my arms until my biceps ache, I force her to succumb to ecstasy. I force her to endure the pleasure. I force her to pant so hard, to shudder so goddamn hard, she can’t think of anything other than gettin’ off.

Closing my eyes, I revel in the power, in her softness, in her perfection, and when she comes screaming my name, her nails leaving claw marks in my head, a lone tear sneaks out of my eye, because this is what I want. This is what I need. I’ve never been happier in my entire fuckin’ life than in this moment.

Licking her clean, because I can’t help it, I release the grip on my woman, hoping I didn’t leave bruises. Kit almost collapses in half but grasps the guardrail at the last second before she pitches off the top of my bed, headfirst into the wall.

“Love, you okay?” I scoot her down my chest, so she can sit there, her ass on my pecs, so I can keep an eye on her.

Blinking, as if she’s drunk, Kit sweeps her thumb across my bottom lip, then top. “That was…”

“Good?” I wink, loving how wrecked she looks.

“The best.” She giggles. “I think you’re gonna have to wash your beard.” To cement her point, Kit tugs lightly on the gray hair.

“I probably should. Huh?”

“Yeah. I made a mess.”

“Messes aren’t always bad, love.”

“It’s gonna smell like my pussy.”

“Maybe I wanna smell like it.”

She blushes deep red, and I fuckin’ adore it.

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