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“Fuck me harder, Levi.”

That’s her answer?

I’m definitely keeping her.

I don’t hold back.

I pump in and out of her with an ever-increasing tempo. My hips work at a frantic pace, pumping deeper inside her with every punishing thrust.

Her back bows, and she lets out a long wail of pleasure.

I slide a hand around her waist and down her tummy until I find her clit.

“I fucking love your cock. I fucking need it. I fucking need you,” she exclaims, riding my fingers and cock faster and faster.

Not that I needed an incentive, but that’s my undoing.

With one hand, I clasp her hip to keep her in place, as I fuck her senseless.

Like a fool, I chant. “Yes, fuck. Yes, fuck. Yes, Jules.”

Somewhere past the overwhelming sound of my heartbeat, I hear Jules, chanting my name. The strong staccato pulses with which she clenches around me, milking everything she can from me, vibrate all the way down to my goddamn balls.

Jesus Christ.

I’m too far gone to allow her the courtesy of a respite.

I need to come.

I start moving at unprecedented speed and follow right behind her.

A primal, aching cry tears from my throat as my orgasm hits me like a meteorite hits earth.

“Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit,” I gasp as my shouting fades enough to allow for words. “Fucking hell, I’m coming! Oh, Jules, baby,” I release my hot seed deep inside her, shouting loud enough to be heard in Hawaii.

I come, and I come, and I come.

Stars dance across my vision as potent pleasure fills me to the point where I’m unable to discern pain and pleasure.

For several long beats, I don’t move. I can’t.

Neither does she.

My breath comes out labored. Just like hers.

When my legs stop trembling and I’m certain I won’t collapse to my knees, I lean my chest against her back and trail soft, languorous kisses across her shoulders.

She purrs like a satisfied kitten.

With a sigh of contentment, I bury my face into the crook of her neck, kissing her there gently. “You belong to me,” I declare between kisses, my hands roaming over her spent body.

“I belong to you,” she echoes.

Hearing those words in the heat of passion was as hedonistic as fuck, but now, when we’re no longer chasing after our climax, the words take on a whole other dimension. Once, fear and trepidation would have me bolting out of here like the house was on fire, but not today. The words feel right. She feels right. I can’t seem to get enough of her and no way am I putting the brakes on.

Chapter 23

Levi

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