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Knowing I got her so wet and ready, that she wants me so much, is like a superpower. I feel solid. More solid than ever.

As if my life was a dream before, dim and out of focus, and now it’s all sharp and clear. The pain. The fear. The pleasure. The happiness.

I press the head of my cock against her entrance, and she mewls, wrapping her long legs around my hips.

“Yes,” she murmurs. “Yes.”

I push into her and grind my teeth together as she closes around me, a perfect grip that has my control fraying fast. Christ. She sucks me in, swallowing my dick to the root, her pussy squeezing me until I see stars.

She props herself up on her elbows, her tits so soft and round, and I wish I could suck them as I fuck her, but with my height that won’t work. Instead, I spread my legs for better balance and thrust into her, running my hands over her body, cupping those perfect tits and thumbing her nipples.

Her head falls back, and her pussy clenches harder around my dick, making me gasp. This is fucking nuts. My dick burns, my balls are hard and heavy. I pull out a little, thrust back inside, each stroke ramping up the pressure, the tension, the need.

Panting harshly, I trail my hands down her belly to touch her clit. I circle it with my thumb, press on it, and she arches, moaning my name.

Oh fuck. I’m gonna come. I don’t think I can hold it back.

I pull her to me until she’s right at the edge of the table, and she puts her arms around my neck, pressing her tits to my chest. Her mouth seeks mine, and we kiss, hungrily, desperately as I thrust into her fast and hard. My hands move to her back, slide down to her ass and spread her wider, thrusting my dick deeper.

She’s moaning against my mouth—or maybe I am—as we rock together, our bodies locked together. The table creaks. Her hair tangles with mine, gold with black, sticking to our sweaty skin.

She shudders, bites my lip. Her pussy locks around my cock, and I feel it as she comes, great rolling ripples down the length of my dick, until I’m coming, too, bursting inside of her, dark pleasure sparkling through my body.

I let her slide back, on the table, and I lean over her, my dick still buried inside her, struggling to draw breath.

Yeah. Slowly, carefully, I pull out of her, my dick twitching, oversensitized skin and cooling cum. It spills out of her before I’ve pulled out all the way.

Damn. I stare at the milky liquid running from her pussy down her leg. What the fuck?

“Shane.” She sits up, her mouth falling open. “Shit.”

It takes me a moment to process. Then it hits me.

“Fuck. Condom.” No wonder it felt so damn good. “Oh, fuck me.”

What if she gets pregnant? Would she want that? A baby with me?

I’m hit with an image of her belly swollen with my baby and shit… I’d want that with her. A family. A home.

This is fucking nuts.

Her hand wraps around my wrist. “I’m on the pill. It’s okay. I was shocked, that’s all. Never done it without a condom before.”

And now I’m strangely disappointed. And strangely excited I’m her first in this. One more thing she’s only done with me.

But it’s not enough. She’s my anchor, my sunlight, my girl.

What am I to her?

***

The construction site is like a toxic wasteland. It has a dreamlike quality about it today—not in a good way. The warmth lingering under my skin from the mind-blowing sex is leeching out of me. The doubts and questions remain.

The sense of unease is getting worse.

Probably because Peter wants to talk to me. He’s heard about what happened yesterday.

Shit.

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