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“Good,” he whispers against the shell of my ear. “Now say it.”

“I love you.”

His body seems to sag in relief at my words and a thrill goes through me as I realize the power that I have over him. Townes might like taking control, but he would do anything I asked of him if it made me happy.

That’s the difference between my mother and him. My mom couldn’t get past her OCD and what she wanted. I needed friends and to have a normal childhood where I wasn’t afraid all of the time. She never was willing to work to give me that.

Townes kisses my neck and thoughts of my mother and the past disappear as I get lost in him. He lays me down in the center of my twin-size bed and grumbles a bit as he tries to get comfortable on it next to me.

“Please let me buy you a bigger bed,” he begs. “Or better yet, you can just move in with me.”

“I like my bed.”

He sighs, then moves so that he’s above me, caging me in with his arms. My core clenches as I feel his weight on me, and I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him down until his lips meet mine.

His mouth moves against mine in a slow, decadent kiss. I get lost in him, my hands running over his body everywhere I can reach. I run my hands down his sides, then up his back, over his chest and arms. I can feel his cock harden further between my legs, and I start to grow restless beneath him, my hips lifting so that his length rubs him right where I need him most.

I wrap my legs around his waist, and he laughs against my skin.

“So eager. I need to get you ready for me,” he tells me as I continue to rub against him.

“Oh, trust me, I’m more than ready,” I assure him.

His dick rubs through my folds, and we both groan at the contact. I arch against him, and he kisses down to my breasts, taking one nipple into his mouth to tease between his teeth.

“Townes,” I moan, and he bites down softly on the sensitive nub.

He switches to my other breast, giving it the same attention, and I let my eyes close as we move together.

We’re teasing each other, driving both of us closer and closer to the edge. I’m so close to coming and he’s not even inside of me yet.

“Please,” I beg, and he growls against the swell of my breast.

“Fuck, Mira. You drive me crazy,” he groans as he sits back on his heels.

I watch him greedily as he fists his cock and guides the tip to my entrance. We both hold our breaths as he starts to sink into me.

“Townes!” I gasp as he bottoms out inside of me.

“Fuck, I love hearing you say my name like that.”

“Make me do it again then,” I challenge him, and he grins as he braces his hands on either side of my head and starts to move inside of me.

His lips find mine, and my hands slide over his back, pulling him closer. I want to feel his weight on me. I want to feel every inch of him against me, in me.

We’re both so on edge after not being together in a few days, and I know that this first time isn’t going to last very long. Already, Townes is starting to lose control.

He starts to pound into me, over and over again, relentlessly. His thrusts push me up the bed little by little. Townes growls, and I force my eyes open to look at him.

“You need a bigger bed,” he growls as he shifts his arm to hold me in place, never once slowing his pace inside of me.

I moan, my core clenching around him. I think it’s the fact that he’s looking out for me and what I need, even when he’s equally lost in pleasure, that does it for me.

I’m close. So close.

“Fuck, Mira. Give it to me. Come all over my cock,” he orders, and I let go with a cry as I do what he says and come hard.

He grunts and finds his own release, his pace slowing until he stops. We’re both breathing hard, and I smile as I look into his blue eyes. His hair is damp and sticking to his forehead, but he’s never looked sexier to me.

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