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"The more you say that, the faster I'll fuck you," he growls. I can feel his cock twitch inside me at my words, and he pulls back to thrust back in, my legs spreading wide for him as he fills me.

"Oh god...oh yes, Ryan."

"You like me fucking you, Sophia?" he rasps.

"Yes..." I moan. "Yes, yes, yes."

"I want to make you come with my cock until you forget how you're supposed to behave," he says. "I'm going to make you so fucking needy. You can't think straight until I fill you up every night."

"Yes...oh my god, yes," I say, my hips bucking up to meet his thrusts.

I reach down to grab his ass, pulling him in every time he slams into me, his cock hitting all the right places, his dirty words setting me off. I start to get lost in a headspace where everything is white noise except for the sound of our bodies coming together.

Ryan bites my shoulder, and I call out his name as my pussy convulses around him, wet and hot and grasping, pulling himin deeper. I feel him swell even larger inside me as my orgasm ripples through me, and the edges of my vision start to blur.

"I'm...I'm going to come, Ryan," I pant.

"That's the idea," he growls.

I almost don't hear him, my head swimming, my awareness centered on the feel of him inside me. My fingers dig into his ass as his cock hits my g-spot one last time, and I'm gone, crying out his name as my pussy milks him, tight and hot.

Ryan groans as he comes, his cock pulsing in me, and I feel him gush inside me, warm and wet. Some idle background voice reminds me I'm forgetting something, but I can't bring myself to care as I revel in how he feels deep inside me.

"I love this," he says. "I love fucking you."

"Me too," I say. "I can't believe I haven't been doing this since the day I met you."

"I'm just glad we both came clean," he says.

I let out a throaty laugh. "I wouldn't call this clean at all."

He pulls out slowly, and I help him tug my shirt over my head before he curls up behind me, spooning me against his chest. His hand rests on my hip as he nuzzles into my hair.

"I'm glad I found you, too," I whisper.

We lay there for a while, not saying anything else, just breathing together, our bodies warm and relaxed. His breath in my ear is steady and slow, and we're both asleep before I know what's happened.

The real world can wait.

For now, I'm going to enjoy this.

Chapter twelve

Ryan

Another night at the White Oak...but this one couldn't be any more different from the last.

Because I can't take my eyes off of her.

Sophia. The beautiful, amazing woman I spent the night with, strolling around the White Oak like she owns the place. She may as well—the owner isn't ever around anymore, and she's the one who makes the wheels turn, places orders, and ensures a seamless experience.

And now that I know her, her managerial skill seems like an even more extraordinary feat...because she's always busy, never stopping.

I want to catch her by the waist, pull her in, and tell her it's okay to slow down.

I could take care of her. Support her. Help her achieve her dreams.

If she lets me in.

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