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“Please,” she whispered, lifting her hips in invitation.
I didn’t bother correcting her with formalities. I merely slammed into her instead.
She gasped and I growled, her tight sheath hugging my cock so damn perfectly that I nearly came on the spot. “Wrap your legs around me.”
I knew she was still recovering from her orgasm and finding her balance once more, but I needed that connection. I needed her.
And she obeyed.
Because she was meant for this.
Meant to be mine.
A dangerous concept. A forbidden desire. But I didn’t care.
I wanted her. I needed her. I had to ensure she felt every inch of me, that she would realize just how flawlessly we fit together.
It was edging on hazardous, this intensity between us.
But fuck if I cared anymore.
I took her to oblivion, driving into her over and over, stamping my name into her goddamn soul. Because I owned her now. Every bit of her. Mine.
This wave of foreign possession made me dizzy, my control threatening to snap as I continued to drive us both toward that cliff of no return.
Some part of me warned that I should pull back, that I shouldn’t be doing this. However, a louder part of me overruled the other, telling me to take, take, take.
I threaded my fingers through her hair and kissed her, fucking her with my tongue just like my cock drilled into her below. She moaned, her nails dragging down my back and marking my skin in a way that made me wonder if the possessive instinct had taken hold of her, too.
She thrust up to meet my hips, fucking me back just as harshly.
I released her hair to palm her nape, causing her to arch her head back just a little more for my bruising kiss. She groaned, accepting the dominating thrusts of my tongue while I slid my opposite hand down to where our bodies joined below.
I pressed my thumb against her clit, applying just the right amount of pressure to send her closer to orgasmic bliss.
She shook, her eyes blowing wide in shock.
Her expression told me she didn’t think she could come again.
I proceeded to prove her wrong with my cock and my thumb.
Stroking.
Fucking.
Pounding into her sweet heat until all she could see was stars.
She came apart with my name on her tongue, her body slick with sweat as she clamped down around my shaft, demanding I follow.
I almost denied her, merely to prolong the torture of our union, but I couldn’t do it. I was too consumed by her rapture to pull back.
So I tumbled over the cliff with her and lost myself to one of the most intense orgasms of my life.
It ripped through me, tightening my balls and tunneling right into my shaft to explode inside her. It was so fucking overwhelming that I worried I might have broken the condom.
Which led me to forbidden thoughts of her carrying my child.
A fantasy-style image I’d never considered with anyone else but found myself craving for her.
