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“Yes.”

Writhing flush to me, she licks over my bottom lip as my cock presses into the seam of her arse. “I’m so wet. So ready. So wanting…there’ll be no part of me that you haven’t touched. No part of me you haven’t owned. Don’t you need that?”

Bringing her hand to her mouth, she makes a show of spitting into her palm and smearing it with her fingertips before edging forward on my lap and reaching behind her to stroke my cock.

“Fuck, Swan,” I groan as her thumb skims over the top of my erection, rubbing over my slit and spreading the beading precum.

Shuffling to the edge of the seat, I hook the backs of her knees with my wrists and lift her legs so that her feet find purchase on my thighs,

“Lift,” I tell her as I skim up the side of her body, taking her arms with me until she wraps them around my head.

The action is enough to raise her from my lap, allowing me to dip the head of my cock into her dripping pussy. While I flex into her, I smear her juices up to her arsehole, repeating with every thrust until she’s shuddering, and her arms begin to slacken around me, along with the languid moans and sighs.

“Always so fucking ready for me.” I nip at her collarbone, working my fingers over her hole.

“I…because I love having you inside me.”

When she starts to bear down, I pull my cock from her pussy and trail it to her arse, stretching her with the tips of my fingers before I press the tip of my cock to her puckered hole.

“Look at me, Georgina,” I tell her as she stiffens at the pressure. “It’ll feel good. I’m going to make you feel good, beautiful girl.”

“Oh God…”

“Slowly. Take your time.”

Fuck, she’s so tight that I’m pretty certain all the teasing hasn’t made a blinding bit of difference as I wrap an arm around her waist and help her ease down. Her breaths become shallower and shorter, and the pressure as her body slowly gives is overwhelming. My cock throbs harder as she slaps a hand to her mouth, eyes widening to saucers on mine.

“Oh fuck.” The groan escapes me as I breach her arse, and she suffocates her cry with her palm.

It takes everything in me to hold still and let her body slowly ease itself over me, sweat coating her goose-pimpled skin. The pounding of my heart whooshes in my ears, echoing the frenzy of need as she sinks down onto my cock with a pained sob and tears sluicing down her face.

“Freddie,” she cries, her hand squeezing the arm around her waist as I cup her face, holding her face up to mine so I can dry her tears with my lips.

“Swan…”

“So full,” Georgina breathes, looking up at me with the desperate demand for more.

This yearning between us is endless. No matter what we give, it pushes for more, leaving us raw and open, and exactly how she asked for it—ripped apart only to be pieced together by this overpowering love that is almost too much to bear.

“Drop your legs,” I tell her.

When she follows my command, legs straddling my thighs, I turn her face to the glass and watch our reflection at the same time as I flex up into her. Georgina drops her head back onto my shoulder as I circle her waist tighter and work her slowly over my dick.

“No, baby.” I shrug the shoulder her head is lolling on so that she lifts it again. “You see that?”

“Mmhmm…” she cries in reply.

“That’s me tearing you apart. That’s me so fucking deep inside you that it hurts. It hurts me as much as it hurts you.”

“Oh fuck…Freddie…Oh God…”

“It’s how it’s always been and how it will always be. Whatever hurts you will always hurt me. Because I do…” Sucking in a deep breath, I lift her slightly before I stroke her back down onto my cock and even though she whimpers, Georgina works herself over me. Watching our reflection with me. “I do feel you. When it comes to you, I feel everything.”

A slender arm wraps around my neck, pulling me down, so that my face is close to hers. When she looks up, our stares catch on one another. It’s like that first time all over again.

That sulky lip of hers quivers as she exhales, exactly like that night we first kissed. Perfect teeth bite down, worrying that magnificent pout of hers in a way that makes everything in me tighten. I want to bite every last inch of her. I want to tie her up in all these knots inside me. Because with her it’s always too much and somehow never enough.

Like that night up in Windermere, she doesn’t wait for me to kiss her. Crushing her lips to mine, she takes what she wants, and all I can do is give. Licking into her mouth as she grinds harder, I work her up and down my cock faster.

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