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Her moans get more urgent when I press my hand down between her legs. She opens her mouth, causing our teeth to click together passionately. She leans back, panting as she stares up at me. “Should we go to the bedroom?”
I smirk. “I thought you’d never ask.”
She squeals in the cutest, most captivating way when I loop one arm under her legs and brace her back with the other. I carry her through the apartment. Loki blinks one eye open as we walk past him, then closes it. It’s almost like he’s winking.
Gently lowering her onto the bed, I close the door, then turn to find her sitting forward, cheeks flushed, biting her lip in that sexy-as-hell way.
“Tell me again,” she whispers as I walk toward her slowly.
I know there will be a point where I won’t be able to stop. The hunger will overcome me, and I’ll have to surrender to the fierce desire. I won’t be able to go slowly. I won’t be able to give my perfect virgin the softness she might need. I’ll drive deep and hard into her young, tight body.
“You’re mine,” I growl. “You’llalwaysbe mine. Nobody else’s. You belong tome.”
I gently push her onto the bed, climb on top of her, and kiss her deeply, feasting on her lips, hearing the pleasure bursting out of her. She wraps her arms around me as we grind our bodies together. I push my crotch against hers, the tip of my manhood pushing through my jeans, my seed pulsing in my balls.
“I need your virgin hole so badly,” I growl, kissing her neck, kissing down her body.
“I need you,” she whimpers.
I grab her shirt and pull it up. She raises her arms, helping me to take it off, and then I unclip her bra. It takes me a few moments. I laugh gruffly as I fiddle with the strap. “You’re not the only one who’s inexperienced.”
She giggles captivatingly, then reaches around to help me. Savage impulses pulse in me when her big, juicy breasts spill free. I can see her lust in her voluptuous tits, the veins moving through her creamy skin. I push her tits together, sucking her nipples greedily, tasting her desire. She runs her hands through my hair, moaning, driving me on.
I slide my hand down her body and undo her zipper and button. With a growl, I kiss down her body, over her belly. I’m so on the goddamn edge. I grab her jeans and underwear, pulling them down her body and revealing her thick thighs. Finally, I pull them completely off and toss them to the floor. Then I stand so I can get a better look at her.
She looks up at me, her tits wet from my mouth, her slit wet from her desire. When she leans up on her elbows, her breasts jiggle gorgeously for me. A voice whispers in my head, telling me I’m a bad man. Telling me I should think of my son. Telling me I’m making a mistake.
“Is something wrong?” she asks.
“No,” I growl. “I just need to look at my perfect virgin when you’re naked.”
“What about you?” she whispers.
I smirk. “Don’t get shy with me now.”
“Okay.” She sits up even more. When her breasts bounce like that, I almost erupt in my pants. “Let me seeyounaked.”
“I’ll make you a deal,” I tell her. “Play with that wet pussy. Rub your needy clit. Then I’ll do it.”
Fuck. My tip is leaking so much. It’s a hot, intense feeling, precome burning from my body as I watch her hand smooth over her heat. Her folds are so perfectly thick, swollen with her lust. Her hand smears juices all over her sex.
I undress, pulling my shirt over my head and roughly yanking my jeans down. She gasps when my cock springs up from my waistband.
“What about you?” she moans, nodding to my manhood.
I reach down and start stroking, rewarded with a widening of her eyes that drives me even more feral. I stroke faster, staring at her slit, but then I have to let go. There’s no way I’m wasting my seed by erupting pointlessly. It belongs in her body.
Climbing onto the bed again, we kiss passionately while I reach down and grab my cock, guiding it to her entrance. I slip up and rub against her clit, rewarded with more sweet moaning and trembling.
I can feel the tension moving through her, threatening to draw her into herself again and ruin the magic of the moment. Not for me. Nothing could be ruined when I’m with my woman, naked and willing, as hungry for this as I am. I know she wants this. I can sense it. It radiates from her like a maternal scent, as if she’s dreaming of the future right now.
“Fletcher,” she whispers. She doesn’t have to say anything else. I know exactly what she’s hinting at.
I kiss her cheek gently, lowering my voice. “This is for the future. This is forlife. You don’t have to be shy. You don’t have to worry. We’re going to be together forever. Relax into it, my perfect painter.”
Rubbing my hand faster against her clit, I lean back, holding myself one-handed to get a look at her. Her eyes flit open and closed as I rub with fierceness and a greater sense of possession. Dimly, distantly, I hear my son, but I won’t let my mind go there. The guilt can consume me later.
Her sexy body trembles when I rub faster, harder, with more heat and desire. She bites down, squeezing her fingernails against my shoulders. She’s digging so hard it’s a miracle I don’t bleed. Even if I did, I wouldn’t stop. Her pleasure is the only thing I care about right now.
