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A groan spills over my lips and my eyes close.
Holy shit.
“Whoa. Fuck, baby. You feel fucking amazing.” I push deeper. “You’re squeezing me so hard I can barely move.”
Her skin glistens in the low lamplight. A deep blush has taken over her cheeks, leaving her flushed and radiant.
I begin to move, rocking in and out, taking my time. “You want me slow, like this?”
“Mmm-hmm,” she whisper-moans.
I feel her nipples poking back at me, and I fuck her slowly, taking in how amazing she feels around me.
“Yeah…like this,” she moans and arches against me. “Oh, my God….”
With every thrust, the world fades. For a moment, I lose control, giving in to my instincts. I can’t help it. The closeness, the beauty under me—it’s intoxicating, making every rational thought evaporate. My thrusts get deeper, wilder, rougher. It’s a rhythm I can barely control. It doesn’t take long for her to reach the edge for the second time.
She’s close. So am I.
“I want you to come on my cock like a good girl,” I rumble into her ear, chest heaving, thrusting into her, drinking in the sight of her coming undone. I take pride in being the cause and am resolved to extract as many orgasms from her as she can handle (and perhaps a couple more). “And I want to feel you coming when I fill you up.”
I hold myself off and help her along with my hand, teasing her clit with my lips on hers, nibbling her bottom lip as she gasps.
Her body rocks against mine, our lower halves grinding together.
Yes. She’s almost there. Perfect.
“Kiss…me,” she begs softly, and I press my lips to hers, teasing her mouth open, kissing her as if it was our last day on Earth, my tongue mimicking the movements of my cock inside her. Pressing in and out, and then back in again. She moans into my mouth, and I feel her pulsating all around me—she’s orgasming hard, unable to stop. I lose myself after that, too eager for more and consumed by my love for her. Everything about her surrounds me.
One more feverish, desperate thrust.
I come inside her with a guttural moan, practically growling Lizzie’s name into her mouth. She whimpers mine, her arms wrapping around my shoulders and pulling me to lie over her, like a blanket, our hearts beating in perfect harmony where they belong.
She dozes off less than a minute later, and I’m not far behind, still smiling at the thought of her in my arms. I hold her close, thrilled—no, ecstatic—that when I wake up in the morning she will still be here.
29
LIZZIE
When I wake up the next morning, I know something’s up. I’m way too comfortable and rested. My sleep-addled brain remembers my baby, and I sit up with a gasp. “Oh, my God, Isaac! I missed his midnight feeding!”
Shit. Shit. Shit.
Next to me, Dillan pulls me back down, spooning me from behind. “Don’t worry, I took care of it. And his early morning feeding too. He’s sleeping.”
Relief floods my body, and I let myself sink back against him.
“Why didn’t you wake me up?” I ask him.
“I figured you needed your rest, considering how much I wore you out last night.”
I can hear the smug smirk in his voice, even though I can’t see his face. My body warms at the memory of his touch. I’m still naked, while he slipped into a pair of boxers at some point. Even still, I arch my backside against his groin seductively.
“Mmm, that you did,” I purr, finding his hand under the blanket and bringing it up to my breast. “Maybe you can wear me out some more?”
“You want some more of this beast? Hell, yeah.” His lips descend to my throat, and I immediately moan at the gentle slew of kisses. In the back of my mind, an all-too-familiar memory of waking up alone threatens to take over, but I push it aside.
I don’t have to think about that anymore. Dillan isn’t going anywhere. He made that exceptionally clear the moment I told him about Isaac. More importantly, I know in my heart that Isaac isn’t the only reason.
