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"God, Catriona," he groans, rocking into me in slow drives. "You feel so fucking good, little one. I may keep you on my cock all night. Think you can take it?"
"Yes. No. Yes. Andreas," I whine, not sure I know how to answer that question.
He chuckles quietly, running his nose up the side of my face. "You can take it, rabbit." He nips my ear and then the pulse hammering beneath my jaw. "You can take anything I give you." He pulls back until the head of his cock teases at my entrance and then thrusts forward harder than before.
A keening cry erupts from my lips, my body bowing beneath his.
He does it again. And then a third time.
"See? You were made to fuck, Catriona." He leaves a trail of kisses all over my throat, driving me crazy as he circles his hips, grinding the root of his erection against my clit with each ridiculously slow thrust. "And I was made to please you."
"Please," I sob, my womb clenching, aching. I need… "More."
"Fuck, little one. You want it harder?"
"Yes!"
He pulls back and thrusts again, a powerful strike of his hips that has me seeing stars. "Like this, Catriona? Is this how you want it?" He does it again, stealing my breath this time.
"Yes, yes," I sob, wailing the word into the room.
"Take it then, rabbit," he growls, claiming my mouth in a deep kiss. He fucks me hard, each deep thrust sending me reeling further and further into orbit. His skin slaps against mine, filling the room with our sounds.
"Christ, I love the way you feel," he grunts against my lips. "I love how sweet you sound. I love the way you smell and how good you taste." He plays with my tongue for a minute before backing off. "By the time you leave this bed tomorrow, you'll be dripping my cum." He dips his head, pressing his lips to my ear. "If I'm lucky, you'll be pregnant with my kid."
"Andreas," I moan, my inner muscles clamping down around him.
"Oh, rabbit," he says, his tone absolutely wicked. "You want me to breed you, don't you?"
"I…I…"
"Is that why you let me in you without a condom, Catriona? You want me to breed you?" He drives his cock into me again, and then retreats to start the electric glide all over again. It unravels me, leaves me mindless, boneless. He takes me hard, holding nothing back. And I can't hold back either.
"Yes," I whisper, trailing open-mouthed kisses all over his chest and shoulders. "I want it, Andreas. So damn bad." I've wanted it ever since he mentioned it the day we met. A big family, a loving home. That's my big dream for the future. That's success to me. That's what I want more than anything. I want to be a wife and a mom and spoil the people in my life with affection and love and all the things I missed growing up.
"Then come for me," he orders me, releasing my hands to grasp my hips. "Give me one more perfect moment to add to my list." He lifts me into each powerful thrust, hitting spots inside that leave me gasping beneath him.
Heat coils in my belly, rippling outward. I cry out his name, trying to warn him that I'm there. But he doesn't need the warning. He already knows my body better than I do. As soon as the orgasm creeps up on me, he pulls my leg up over his shoulder and pounds into me, hitting one spot again and again with ruthless precision.
I claw down his shoulders.
"Catriona!" he shouts in bliss. "I love you."
Those three words on his lips are all it takes to send me over the edge. I scream soundlessly as I fly apart, coming hard. My vision goes black, sound fades. Shattering bliss rolls through me in waves of eternity. He follows me over the edge with a wordless roar. His body goes taut above me, his muscles locked in ecstasy. His cum spills into me, splashing warm against my womb.
When it's over, he falls against me, rolling to the side to keep from crushing me beneath him. He pulls me into his arms, breathing hard. I cuddle up against his sweaty chest, listening to his heart pounding beneath my ear.
"Andreas? What are your perfect moments?"
"The moment I met you," he murmurs, pulling the blankets up over us. "The first time I kissed you. The moment I woke up with you in my arms. Watching you come. At the stadium when you smiled up at me and stole every last piece of my heart. The moment at dinner when I realized you love me to." His hand drifts down my side. "This moment."
"Oh," I whisper, my heart expanding in my chest. "Those are my moments too." I pause. "Well, mine is watching you come, not watching me come."
"Trust me, little one," he laughs quietly. "If you could see yourself come, it'd be your favorite moment too."
"Whatever," I mumble, rolling my eyes. Trying to, anyway. They're too heavy to open. "Don't be crazy."
"I passed crazy a week again, Catriona. Right about the time I met you."
