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I line myself up with her pulsing entrance and surge forward, filling my woman completely and giving us both what we crave. Slowly, I pull out, groaning when her pussy knots around me and tries to suck me back in.

“More,” Clementine whispers, wrapping her legs around my hips. “Deeper. I want it all.”

“Fuck,” I growl, pulling out and slamming my dick back inside her greedy little cunt. She feels so damn good, so tight and wet for me.

Clementine inhales sharply and then exhales a breathy moan. Her pussy ripples around me, sucking me in deeper, deeper, so fucking deep I see stars behind my eyes. I grit my teeth, hanging on to my orgasm by a thread. Clementine clings to me as I rock in and out of her. My thrusts become more forceful, and my needy girl loves it. She plants her feet on the bed and lifts her hips, meeting me brutal thrust for brutal thrust.

I scrape my cock along her front wall, searching for that one spot…

“Fuck!” Clementine cries out as she spasms around me, her muscles flexing and releasing, squeezing me so damn tight as she comes around me like a goddess.

I snap.

I hammer into her, hitting her G-spot over and over, grunting as I fuck her right through her first orgasm and into another. Clementine screams my name and claws at my back, tearing up my skin. It hurts so damn good.

“Again,” I growl, burying my head in her neck. I know I should slow down, but the way my woman moans and writhes beneath me, I don’t think she minds.

My spine tingles with the first signs of my orgasm. My muscles flex and tense as I try to shove it down. I’m not ready for this to end yet. White hot bliss courses through me, but I need her to come again before I give up the fight.

I sit back on my heels and pull up her legs to rest them against my chest, changing up the angle. Her already tight pussy squeezes my cock like a vise, pulling a growl from somewhere deep in my chest as I thrust harder, faster, deeper inside her. Clementine’s glazed-over eyes roll to the back of her head and her mouth hangs open, rewarding my rough strokes with greedy little whimpers as I bring us closer and closer to our climax.

“Oh, God. I think I’m...”

“Yes, baby. That’s right. Come for me. I want to feel you come all over my hard fucking cock.”

Her body responds to me immediately, that sweet pussy massaging me as I lean in for another kiss. She arches her back, and I know she’s close. Just a little more. Fuck, I’m going to come, but I need her to get there first.

“Yes,” she whispers. “Yes, yes, yes…”

“Who does this pussy belong to?” I snarl, unable to hold back the beast inside me.

“You,” she cries out.

“Say my fucking name, angel. Say my name when you come for me.”

“Kingsley! Fuck, Kingsley, King–”

I feel her climax as it rushes through her, overwhelming her curvy little body as she clamps down on my thick dick over and over. I pound into her spasming cunt, losing a little more of myself with each rough stroke until I’m nothing more than a wild animal rutting inside my mate.

Clementine tenses for a heartbeat then claws my chest as a raw scream rips from her throat. I roar her name as we shatter together, our old selves breaking apart, making way for the new life we’re going to build together.

I reluctantly pull out of my woman and collapse beside her, draping her limp, sweaty body over mine. I can feel her heart slamming against her chest as she gasps for air. I rub Clementine’s back in calming circles, letting her know she’s safe with me, even in this vulnerable state.

My beautiful girl finally looks up at me, her green eyes filled with satisfaction and awe. Yeah, I’m going to put that look on her face every chance I get.

“I never thought I’d be a morning person,” Clementine says, still catching her breath. “But I might change my mind if I wake up like that every day.”

I chuckle and roll us over so she’s on her back. I hover over her with a hand on either side of her head and rub my nose against hers, loving how she scrunches up her face and grins at me.

“I think I can arrange that,” I murmur before taking her lips in a slow, gentle, loving kiss.

I want my girl to know I’ll take care of her in this way, too. Yes, I’ll gladly wake her up with an orgasm or three every day, but I’ll also cherish her. Love her in any and every way she needs.

When we pull apart, I’m about to tell her all that when my phone rings. I groan, and half a second later, Clementine’s phone dings with an incoming text, then another, and another.

“Real life is calling,” Clementine says with a sigh.

“We can ignore it and stay here forever,” I tell her, still pinning her to the bed while placing sweet kisses over her forehead, cheeks, and nose.

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