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My eyes fell shut at the taste of her, a groan wrenched from the back of my throat. I kissed her there too, luxurious, wet licks of my tongue against the softest, sweetest parts of her while my hips rocked mindlessly against the mattress underneath me.

Poppy moaned my name, and I slid my fingers inside her, hooking them up as I watched her go slack-jawed and mindless.

Her back snapped up, a sharp curve to her spine and a helpless gasp.

I met her gaze from between her legs, and she sobbed my name as she broke wide open, writhing against my face.

After another slide of my tongue as she came down and a sucking kiss just because she tasted too good not to, I pulled away.

“I’ll kiss you here every day if you let me,” I promised in a rough voice. “Have you for breakfast if I’m fucking lucky.”

With my forearm, I wiped at my face and prowled up over her lush body, slanting my mouth over hers and sucking at her tongue while she clutched at my back.

Poppy groaned into the kiss, and I tilted my head to deepen it.

This was us, wasn’t it?

A filthy, perfect mix of her personality and mine. Fucking heaven.

I’d never want anything else for the rest of my life, if I could have this with her.

I rolled my weight to the side and gripped her thigh in one hand, laying her leg over my hip. She was sensitive from the first orgasm, and I kissed her gently while I gripped myself in hand and teased her with the tip, allowing her to rock carefully over my length without taking me inside yet.

Poppy was still gasping for breath, her cheeks and chest flushed and her eyes so fucking dazed that I wanted to pound my chest. I kissed her and kissed her, letting the small rocking motion of my hips bring her back up.

Wanted to kiss her forever, this perfect woman of mine.

“I missed you,” I told her in an emotion-rough voice. “I missed you so fucking much.”

Gripping my face in both hands, Poppy kissed me deeply, a decadent whimper slipping from her mouth into mine.

We got lost again, rocking against each other like we didn’t dare go further, allowing the deep, messy clash of our mouths to work us both into a frenzy. Her arms were tight around my back, and I couldn’t stop touching her everywhere.

I pressed her back into the mattress with the strength of my kiss, and she whimpered, sliding her hands into my hair and gripping tight.

Stopping the motion of my hips first, I had to stop the kiss too, because leave it to me to come like this. She felt so good. Too good. And I was feeling so much. Too much.

She took me in hand, and I hissed at the way she rolled her palm at the angry tip, working me with her tightly clasped fingers.

“Careful, angel,” I warned, “I’m not trying to come on those pretty thighs just yet.” I took her mouth in a ferocious kiss. “We can do that later.”

Poppy smiled, devilish and beautiful, and she pushed with two hands on my shoulders, rolling me onto my back as she swung her legs over my lap.

At the sight of her above me, so fucking beautiful and mine, I let out a drawn-out, “Fuck, look at you.”

Poppy tipped her head back, her full breasts on display, the curve of her stomach and her soft hips the perfect handle for my greedy hands. She worked her hips in tiny circles, sliding down inch by torturous inch while I gritted my teeth.

Better than anything.

This was better thananything.

When she was fully seated, she let out a decadent sigh, setting her palms on my chest, her fingernails digging into my skin.

“You gonna take what you want, beautiful?” I asked, keeping my hips still even if I felt like I might fucking die if I didn’t move soon. “I’m at your mercy.”

Her lips curled up into a smirk, and she tightened around me. I groaned, my hands gripping her hips so hard I might leave marks.

Then she started moving. Back and forth, slow circular motions of her hips, and I met her with movements of my own until her breath started getting faster and faster.

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