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She cried his name, not wanting him to stop, and it seemed he was determined to keep her at the very edge of pleasure, holding her just above it.
He moved down and pressed his tongue inside her repeatedly, and then pulled back to circle her clit.
She knew she wasn’t going to last. Her orgasm was so close.
A few more flicks of his tongue, and she came hard. His name spilled from her lips. All she ever wanted was for it to be his name, no one else’s.
George kissed her clit, and then moved up the bed. “Tell me if it hurts,” he said.
Anna-Beth knew it wasn’t going to, and as he began to thrust inside her, it felt so much better than the first time. She moaned his name, and he groaned.
Feeling a little bold, Anna-Beth reached for him and gripped his ass, tugging him inside her. She stared into his eyes, and she pulled him into her.
“Oh, fuck,” he said.
He was so big, she felt every pulse of him as he filled her up.
This is what she wanted.
Him.
George.
Anna-Beth didn’t know how she was going to tell him, but she wasn’t going to spoil what they had today. There would come a point where it would be the right time to tell him she loved him from the moment she had met him.
George took hold of her hands and placed them on either side of her head, holding her in place. He began to pull out of her tight pussy, and then slowly fill her. They both moaned as he did this.
She didn’t want to look away. He was so … stunning, and he felt amazing.
Lifting to meet him thrust for thrust, Anna-Beth marveled at the fact it didn’t hurt. She didn’t want him to stop. This is what she’d been hoping for.
George pulled out of her, and then, inch by inch, he slowly sunk inside her. He took his time, drawing out every ounce of pleasure.
“You feel so fucking good,” he said.
She wanted to tell him the same, but the words wouldn’t come, and she moaned his name instead.
He went slow, then fast, driving inside her with force that took the breath right out of her. She didn’t want him to stop, not for a second.
Anna-Beth didn’t know what she loved more—when he went fast, or when he went slow. Either way, she loved the feel of him inside her.
“Oh, fuck,” he said, and then she felt him thrust hard and deep within her. His cock pulsed, and she closed her eyes as his orgasm rushed over him.
They had certainly crossed another line today, but she didn’t care.
Chapter Seven
“A briefcase?” George asked.
“Yep.”
“And he believed you?”
“He didn’t argue with me or say anything.” She offered him a smile.
“Well, well, well, who knew little Miss Knight could lie?”
“It wasn’t technically a lie. There was a briefcase at home, it just wasn’t full.”
