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I leaned up enough to look down at her and ran my knuckles down her cheek and over her mouth. “I tell you that I love you, and you call it nothing.”

Her eyes went wide, and then she wrapped her small hands around my wrists. “I wasn’t dreaming?”

I slid my knee between her legs and pushed them open. “No,” I replied, reaching down to hook her left leg over my arm before sinking inside of her slick opening. “Not fucking dreaming.”

Her hips lifted to meet my thrusts as she cried out.

“The only pussy I want.” My voice was thick with need as I pulled back and then filled her again. “You’re mine.”

“I was going to,” she panted and then moaned, “tell you.”

I slammed into her harder. “I want to hear it while my dick is deep inside you.”

“OH!” Her nails bit into my arms. Turned me on every damn time.

I pushed her thighs open wider and drove into that sweet cunt, then held myself there. Our gazes locked, and her pussy clenched me.

“I love you.”

Just hearing her say it turned me into a desperate man. I reached down and ran my knuckles against her jaw. She was perfect.

My fingers dug into her right thigh that I was holding as I pumped into her tight heat. She rolled her hips underneath me. Nothing had ever felt better than being inside her.

“You own me,” I told her as my balls drew tight and I felt myself getting closer. “Come on my dick, baby,” I urged her, brushing my thumb over her swollen clit.

As if I could control her orgasms on demand, she cried out my name and began to tremble beneath me. The warm gush soaked my cock and balls, sending me shouting her name as my body jerked, emptying my release inside of her. Marking her. Knowing the only man she’d ever have inside her was me.

The last jolt of pleasure rocked me, and I held her hips so that we stayed connected.

“I fucking love you.” My voice was hoarse from the shouting.

The shy, sated smile that came over her face made me feel like I owned the damn world.

Trinity

Three Months Later

The summer was almost over, but no one let Florida know that. Even with the umbrella shading me somewhat, it was hot as I lay out on the lounge chair by the pool. Huck had returned last night after being gone for business for three days, and we had slept very little. When we were apart, he came back, wanting me to the point of exhaustion. Not that I was complaining. I loved nights like that.

My eyes kept wanting to close, and I started to drift off to sleep when a touch on my bare stomach startled me. My eyes opened, and Huck was sitting beside me, running the back of his finger from under my breast to the top of my bottoms. He was home earlier than I’d expected.

“Hey,” I said as his gaze moved from my stomach to meet my face.

“Did you put on sunblock?” he asked me.

“Yes, sir.”

He smirked. “That’s the kind of shit that gets you fucked.”

“Wearing sunblock?”

He slid his hand inside the front of my bottoms. “Calling me sir.”

I laughed and opened my legs for him.

He cupped my pussy, but didn’t do anything more.

“Before I get distracted,” he said, “we need to talk.”

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