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“Luke…” she purred out my name, fisting my hair, using it as leverage to stay upright.

I made love to her with my mouth.

Licking.

Sucking.

Eating away at her

Fucking devouring her.

I worked her clit side to side and up and down as she rocked her hips in a back-and-forth motion against my lips and tongue. She was going to rip out my hair, making my cock throb so fucking hard. I started to fuck my fist until she came down my throat and chest.

I watched her unraveling from the inside out with cum dripping down my face. Possessing every last fiber of her being, I made her come again.

“Whose pussy is this?”

“It’s yours, it’s all yours.”

“One day, I’m gonna fuck your ass, but tonight…I’m going to make love to you first.”

I stood. Wrapping her legs around my waist, I turned off the shower, and carried her back to my bed. Laying her down, I hovered above her. Placing my muscular frame on top of hers, I caged her in with my arms.

“I’ve been waiting for this all day. Now beg for my cock.”

Through hooded eyes, she gave me what I craved. “Please…”

“Good girl.”

Needing to bury myself inside her, I longed to feel her tight pussy wrapped around my cock. It’d been too long, but it had never been about sex to me. She was worth her weight in gold, and I’d spend the rest of my life proving that to her.

“Please…” she shamelessly begged, and I filled her with my cock.

I kissed her all over her face.

Her neck.

Her breasts.

Back to her lips again.

Until I couldn’t take it anymore.

I had to watch her.

“Look at you,” I praised. “Takin’ my dick so well.” Sliding my hand between our bodies, I began rubbing her clit. “You’re mine.”

“I’m yours.”

She was warm.

Wet.

Delicious.

Every moan that escaped her lips.

Every thrust of my dick against her G-spot.

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