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“Chance, please.” I don’t know why I’m asking. He seems hell bent on tormenting me all night.
When his rhythm accelerates, my shoulders return to the mattress as I signal my readiness in every way possible.
Finally, finally he removes his fingers and positions his cock at my entrance, poised to quench my desperate need.
I’m about to be fucked with a gigantic horse cock! The thought pierces into my addled brain that this is why he needed to make me crazed and desperate. A sane woman would rise from the bed and run screaming into the night.
His mouth touches my ear as he whispers, “You ready, Jo? We don’t have to--”
I interrupt him by pushing my ass backward, trying to impale myself on his cock. It will take a lot more effort than that to accomplish the deed, but my answer is clear. In case he missed it, I groan, “Fuck me!”
He eases in and I embrace the burn and stretch as his huge, hot cock breaches me.
To his credit, he doesn’t let my moans or wails or grunts deter him. His hips piston like a machine on a slow setting as they thrust in and out, gaining ground with each iteration.
“Chance.” I think I said the word, but it was muffled in the bedsheets.
Now I’m only focused on the task at hand. I want him inside me—all of him.
“Jo. Bliss.”
The S on his word goes on and on, circling the room, ringing in my ears as it sings my praises.
I’m stunned when I feel the soft scruff of his coat touch my ass, signaling he’s hit bottom.
“Now I’m going to fuck you, Jo.” He nips my shoulder again and pounds into me in earnest.
I’ve never been on the submissive side, which serves me well now, because I give as well as I take. At times, I press back to feel all of him inside me as his length slides against my inner walls and sets my world on fire.
His spicy scent envelops me as he grunts with every thrust. My arousal builds at the same time I’m overcome with affection for this male who has burrowed into my heart in the span of a few short weeks.
Waves of pleasure build as I climb higher. I’m so close. He nips my shoulder harder as his hand reaches between me and the stack of pillows. The moment he presses the spot he discovered at the side of my clit, the fire he’s been kindling and building ignites.
“Chance!” I scream. It’s with surprise and delight as I spasm with ecstasy, pulsing around his huge male staff. The pleasure is exquisite as flashes of white lightning burst behind my lids.
Although I’m moored to this bed, his weightless bulk behind me, I feel as if I’m untethered, flying in bliss. It’s more than physical. It’s mental and emotional and so intense it’s spiritual.
I think I’m saying words: his name, the deity, and the L-word, but my lips are numb and I’m unable to track more than the way my muscles are rippling in ecstasy.
When his own pleasure overtakes him, his thrusts quicken, and he whinnies. His hips thrust deep as he shoots his essence inside me, the hot liquid bathing my inner walls.
After we both burst through the finish line of a long marathon, he kisses the top of my sweaty head, gives a happy, satisfied hum, and pulls out of me. I hate the loss of our connection, but he makes up for it by pulling me with him as his upper body crashes next to mine on the bed. Tugging me close, he gazes into my eyes, his brow furrowed as if he’s trying to read my mind.
“Was that…” He shakes his head, struggling to find the right words. “Was that…” He pauses and takes a deep breath. “I won’t ask you how it was for you. Let me express what that felt like to me. It was as if everything I’ve ever known was a lie.”
His knuckles slide down my cheek, expressing their boundless affection.
“Like a snow globe. Everything was shaken up and is now slotting into new places inside my mind. I feel transformed. I’m open to…everything. I want to try everything, taste everything, go everywhere, learn new things. I’m open to every new and different thing in the universe. Except one, Jo. You. I want to love you forever.”
Even his face has transformed. Those gorgeous pale blue eyes are even bluer than they were. Muscles on his face that have always been tight have slackened. But now some of the old Chance comes back as he scans my face, anxiously waiting to see if I feel the same way. I don’t make him wait long.
“Snow globe. Yes. Everything old is new again. New pieces of me. New possibilities. But there’s one thing I want to keep constant in my life, my handsome male. You, Chance. You.”
Chapter Thirty-Four Epilogue
Chance
I gaze around the property, a sense of unease swirling in the back of my mind. After reassuring myself that nothing is out of the ordinary, I pay better attention to the emotion that’s niggling at me. Nostalgia.
