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Large, powerful hands held her thighs open as the mouth continued owning her pussy.

Bella’s moans increased as she pressed down into his face. Still, he didn’t say a word.

Was this real?

Then, as she was about to climax, her eyes pinned closed, the large body climbed over her, kissed her back, ripped off her silk cami, and sucked her neck.

“Blake,” she cried softly, hoping this was real.

Still, he didn’t speak. Then she was lifted onto her knees, and a hand pressed her face into the pillow.

This was real.

She was awake now and could smell his familiar scent. God, Blake was the most incredible lover.

She throbbed with need, aching to feel his cock inside her. Then there he was. Sliding the thick member through her dripping wet center and pressing at her entrance.

With a grunt, he shoved inside.

Deep. Hard. Fast.

“Bella,” he growled.

She came. Her body exploding as his masculine voice rasped in her ear, his cock thick inside her.

“Blake, oh fuck,” Bella cried.

“What a naughty wet cunt.” His voice was choppy as he thrust vigorously.

With her face in the linen, she moaned out some indecipherable words.

“Do you like me licking you while you’re asleep?”

“Yes, oh God.” she cried.

“What a good sexy pussy, spreading open for me. Always taking my cock so deep. Tightening around me to please me.”

Her body trembled, her nipples aching as remnants of sleep faded from her consciousness. “Blake.”

“Such a good little slut for me.”

Then his thumb rolled over her rear hole and an inferno exploded inside her, along with his orgasm.

Holy hell.

What a way to wake up.

Panting over her, Blake kept one hand on the headboard as he reached for her. Remaining on her knees, he kissed along her neck and cheek.

“Good morning, sweetheart.”

“Are you sure this isn’t a dream?” Bella half laughed, still feeling her climax shuddering through her.

“I have something for you,” he said, leaning toward the drawers beside the bed. Nearly slipping out of her, Blake righted and then brushed her hair off her face.

On the pillow beneath her, he placed a silver box.

“Open it,” he prompted, and she felt him harden again inside her.

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