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She panted, and he continued to guide her up and down on his cock. She pressed her knees into his side and lifted herself up.

“Yes,” he hissed, his grip on her firming. “Take my cock, Avarie.”

She whimpered; he forced her down harder with each stroke, ensuring he went deep with every thrust. She loved every second of the way he was taking her. She tightened her arms around his neck, crushing his face to her breasts, their motions quickening.

The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the air along with her gasps and his grunts.

“Shane,” Avarie cried out, unable to say another word.

He was consuming her.

His thrusts were fast and deep. Her body trembled, the signs of her pending release indicating it wouldn’t be long.

“Avarie,” he rasped. “Come for me, baby. Now.”

She buried her face in the crook of his neck, her orgasm slamming into her. Her cry was muffled by his skin. He let loose a roar of his own, hot spurts of release shooting out and filling her. Her walls pulsated, milking his throbbing cock for everything he had.

He moved, walking with them still joined in the most intimate way. She didn’t want him to withdraw his cock from her slick cocoon. They fit perfect together, and when joined, she felt complete.

She felt whole.

He sat, and she pulled her face from his neck, finding them on his office couch.

“That was…” She paused, searching her brain for words to describe what had just happened between them, but she drew a blank. “I can’t even think of ways to describe this, but wow.”

“Wow fits,” he whispered.

He reached up and pulled the pins from her hair. The dark locks fell to her shoulders, and he smiled at his small accomplishment. His semisoft cock remained nestled in her still.

“Never wear your hair up. I love it down.”

She brushed his hair back from his face and leaned forward, pressing her lips to his.

There wouldn’t be any contracts between them.

Shane King could have what he wanted.

Her.

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