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All I can do is clamp onto him and take it.

I come again, digging my nails into the back of his hands. He flips me over, dragging me up to my knees and holding me in place with one hand on the back of my neck as he drives into me from behind with a guttural groan.

I’m being fucked to death by Drew Harper. And my only reaction is loud whimpers as my wetness runs down my inner thighs and my body makes wet slapping sounds against his.

“Oh my god,” I gasp.

He pulls me up so that my back is flush against his hot chest. His teeth graze my earlobe. “You got one more for me before I fill this pretty pussy?”

All I’m capable of is a garbled whimper of agreement.

Chuckling, he sucks on my neck and massages my breasts in his palms. “Yeah, Darling. I think you do. I think you’ve got a lot more to give me.” Then he moves us again, dropping down onto his back and pulling me over his hips to straddle him.

He holds the base of his cock with one hand and lifts me with the other, guiding me down onto him.

“You have control, Boss. Now show me what I’ve been missing.”

My breath comes in whimpered pants as I ride him. His hands grip my hips the entire time as he widens his thighs and relaxes back, content to watch me above him. I grind down onto him hard until a familiar tightening builds low in my core.

“I’m going to—"

He reaches up, fisting my hair and pulling my lips down to his.

“Kiss me while you coat my cock in your cum.”

Fuck.

I try. But my moans overtake me as I come again, so hard that my head spins.

He pants against my mouth, every muscle in his body tensing. “You feel so damn good. I’m going to fucking co—”

I fight to get my composure back and kiss him, stealing his words as he comes deep inside me. His cock swells and I cry into his mouth, matching his own curses and groans.

“Fuck, Sophie.”

Warm, fuzzy bliss washes over me.

“Wow,” I breathe.

His hand loosens in my hair and moves to cup the back of my neck as he moves slowly inside me, emptying the last of himself.

He pulls my forehead to his. “I’d have waited four centuries if I knew that’s what this would be like.”

I shift back to look at him. His eyes are buzzing with energy, and a serene smile graces his face.

“And if I’d known, I might have said yes the first time you asked me out.”

He flexes his hand on the back on my neck, pulling my lips back to his. “Might?”

He kisses me, slow and deliberate, like a promise that this is only the start.

“Monday night. What are you doing?”

“Monday?” I muse as he kisses me again. “I don’t have plans.”

His lips spread into a cocky grin. “You do now. Your boyfriend’s taking you out.”

Chapter 7

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