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Heat floods my cheeks. “I like the sound of that.”
“Good. Let’s shower and then I need to go to the garage to let Tim and Pete know what’s going on, okay?”
I drop the sheet from my body and step away, getting closer to the bathroom. “I think that’s a good plan.” Backing away, happier than I’ve been in so long, I squeal as he launches himself at me.
We get lost in a deep kiss, stealing gropes and touches from each other’s bodies. I slip my hands under his jeans, grabbing his ass again.
He moans, spins me around, bends me over, tugs his jeans down just enough to free his cock, then slams into me. I slide along the vanity, catching myself by placing my hand against the mirror. His hands hook onto my shoulders, ramming into me.
“Still dripping with my come. I like you like this. Always ready for my cock, always ready for me to claim this pretty pussy.” He leans over, his mouth close to my ear, and his eyes meet mine in the reflection. “I need to get a plug for you, so your cunt is always full of me, always ready for me to fuck you at any time of day, anywhere.” He glides one hand down my body, pressing against my hip. “I’ll never get enough of you.” Simon kisses down my shoulder. “Tell me you’re mine. Look at me.” He spanks me when I glance away.
He fucks me harder, and I have to grip the edge of the vanity. I’m so sore, full of a delicious ache.
“I said to look at me.”
I do as he says, my orgasm brewing, warming my body.
“Good girl. You do such a good job listening to me.” Simon’s hand slips down my hip, across my lower abdomen, through my trimmed hair until his fingers find my swollen needy clit. “Good girls get to come.”
My breasts sway with every hard stroke he fills me with me. His cock rubs against every sensitive nerve, hitting a spot inside me that belongs to him.
His hair hangs in his face, dirty from sweat from all the different ways he has taken me. His muscles gleam in the bathroom light, flexing and tightening.
“Simon.” I hang my head, unsure if I can’t orgasm again. “I can’t. I can’t come again. Oh, God, it hurts.”
“You can come, and you will.” He pinches my clit, rubbing quick hard circles on it causing my knees to weaken. “Tell me you’re mine.”
I meet his gaze, biting my lip to hold in all the moans he is drawing out of me. “I’m yours. I always will be, but are you mine?”
He stops mid-stroke, clutches my throat, and begins a slower yet deeper pace. “From the day I met you, I’ve belonged to you. In your dreams, in your every breath, in your everyday thoughts, there hasn’t been one second where you did not have a claim on me. I am and will forever be yours, even if there is a day where you do not want my love, I’ll still be yours.” He presses his cheek against my shoulder, continuing his long deep strokes.
His words, his affirmation, it’s the balm to my burned heart, and his claim pushes me over the edge. I come, the soreness and aches vanishing as pleasure takes over those tired places. I arch my back, pressing against him to take more of his cock.
He groans with me, punching his hips forward with every jet of come that seeps into my womb. We both tremble, tiredly finding one another’s lips and kiss, slow and exhausted.
“Let’s clean you up, Sweet Girl. Even if it will kill me to wash my come away.”
We hiss as he pulls free and already I miss being full by him.
“You’re a caveman.”
He spanks my ass and I yelp, startled by the sting.
“When it comes to you, fuck yeah I am.” He turns on the shower and slides open the stall door. “Come on. Let me bathe you just so I can have my hands on you again.”
Who am I to say no to that offer?
I’m not an idiot.
Chapter Eight
Simon
It took too long to get back to the garage. I can’t seem to keep my hands off Nina. I have ten years to make up for and not enough time in the day with her.
“So what are we telling people when we get back?” she asks as I park next to the side of the shop. “Are we…” she shakes her head then shrugs her shoulders. “Friends?”
“No, we are not friends.” I unbuckle her seatbelt, grab her leg, and slide her across the seat.
