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“That sounds like an excellent plan to me.” I adjust so I’m more comfortable since I’m sprawled out on top of his body. Then I kiss him again.

He tastes like coffee and toothpaste. His body is warm and firm—with hard edges and varying textures and a relaxed strength that is incredibly appealing. He moves his hands up and down my body as we kiss slow and deep—from my head to my back to my bottom to the back of my thighs and then back up again.

Every part of my body feels good, and my heart is both thrilled and at peace. Like I’m flying and safe at home simultaneously. I never knew it could feel like this. Never dreamed I was capable of holding both inside me at the same time.

He gets hard almost immediately. I can feel him growing against my belly, and it evokes a kind of possessiveness in me. Like that part of him is mine. Mine alone. All of him is mine.

His erection clearly isn’t pushing him into impatience. His motion is leisurely and thorough. Everything between us feels soft and deep and real and good. When he’s caressed my body so much arousal is pulsing demandingly between my legs, he slides his hand down one of my ass cheeks until he’s reached the place I’m hot and wet.

He penetrates me with two fingers.

I gasp and twitch on top of him at the sharp slice of pleasure.

“You like that?” he asks soft and thick.

“Of course I like that.” I pump my hips a few times, eager and shameless.

“Don’t force it, baby. Try to relax into it.” His husky voice is a tender caress, as intoxicating as the sensations from his hands.

“I can’t relax. I need to come.” I make silly whimpering sounds as I try to ride his fingers.

“Shh. I’m going to make you come. Let me do this for you.”

My channel clamps down around his fingers excitedly—from nothing more than his sexy words. With a silly sobbing sound, I make myself relax.

“That’s right. You can do it, baby. Let me do this for you. You don’t always have to make it happen.”

It’s harder than I expect to soften my body on his, but something about the act of surrender thrusts my libido into overdrive. I’m ridiculously wet, my entire body pulsing with need. And the more I resist the urge to move, the hotter it all becomes.

He strokes my bottom with his free hand, sliding it down to caress my thigh. He pulls his fingers out of my channel and pushes them in even farther, holding them perfectly still like he did before.

It’s agonizingly good. I pant against his shoulder, my arms stretched out on either side of him, gripping the bedding as the only outlet for my urgency.

“You’re doing so good. You’re gonna come so hard because you wait for it.”

“I need it so bad.” I’m fluttering around the penetration of his fingers now, not coming but so, so close. “I need it, Chase.”

He pumps his fingers a couple of times, curling them to feel my inner walls until I let out a sharp cry when he finds my g-spot.

It takes every ounce of my control not to ride his hand.

He pushes hard with his fingers. “There it is. You’re so good. Just a little longer. Let me do this for you. I’m gonna make you feel so good.”

I’m sobbing for real now, as the pleasure builds up to an unbearable peak. Then I bite down on his shoulder as the sensations explode. My whole body shakes wildly as the pleasure radiates out all through me, all the way to my fingers and toes.

He talks me through it, murmuring about how I’ve done so good, how hard I’m coming, how he always wants me to feel this good.

I’m limp and exhausted and buzzing with lingering pleasure when the contractions finally fade. His fingers are still inside me. I’ve soaked his hand. I can feel the moisture leaking out to my inner thighs.

“How do you feel, baby?” he asks after I’ve finally stopped whimpering.

“So good. So, so good.” I’ve drooled all over his shoulder. I kiss the spot I bit. “I didn’t know I was capable of feeling so good. So... satisfied. Thank you.”

His moves his hand from between my legs. Rolls me over so I’m on my back and he’s on top of me. “You don’t have to thank me. That might have been the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced in my life.”

I giggle tiredly and reach up to cup his face. “Well, now it’s your turn. How do you want it?”

“Like this is perfect.” He fumbles over toward the nightstand where there’s one more condom packet. He straightens up so I can quickly roll it on. Then he settles between my legs again.

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