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“You better fuck me hard, Thatcher,” I said back arching off the bed as he pushed into me with his fingers. The delicious fullness had me moaning and wanting more.

“I’ll give you anything you want from me, Sunshine,” he promised, before latching onto my clit with his mouth, his saliva mixing with my wetness. He hummed, and I nearly leaped off the bed from how fucking good it felt.

His deep grunts had my hands knotting in the sheets. He sounded like he was in as much pleasure as I was. My body was brimming with anticipation with every pump of his fingers and swipe of his hot tongue.

My orgasm was right there, teetering on the edge. I gripped his hair and pulled. It set him off. He swirled his tongue faster, filling me with a third finger. It was like electricity shot down each limb. My body went taut, and every muscle tensed as pleasure rushed through me.

Dalton never stopped touching me, kissing me, until I finally caught my breath.

I gripped his head, dragging his mouth back to mine, needing more of him. He groaned into my mouth, his heartbeat fast, and his touch just as needy.

“God, you’re perfect,” Dalton muttered in my ear, lazily placing kisses along my body. The frenzy from when he’d show up had slowed, and now it was like we were both seeking something…more. “I need to be inside you,” he said, and the emotion in his words had my heart leaping into my throat.

I nodded, but that wasn’t enough for him.

“No, I want to hear you say it, Ariella.” He stood, pulling off his boxers and pulling out a condom from who knew where.

“I want you to feel you. Nothing between us,” I said, the words tumbling out and stunning us both.

His inhale was sharp, and I squirmed under his attention. Maybe that wasn’t the right thing to say? Maybe I’d misread the moment…

The bed dipped under his weight, distracting me from my thoughts. He crawled over me, caging me with his body. “Is that what you want, Sunshine?” His voice was so tender it hurt.

How had I ever wondered if he felt something real for me, too?

“I’m on the pill. So if you want to⁠—”

I moaned as he captured my mouth with his lips, tongue stroking mine. He kept his weight off me, but I could still feel his hard length pressed between my thighs.

My eyes closed, senses heightened. His hands were everywhere, the back of my neck, my breasts, my waist.

“Tell me you’re mine, Ari.”

“I’m all yours,” I breathed. As soon as the words left my lips, he sank the length of his cock inside me.

Dalton’s ragged groan drowned out the gasp that ripped from my throat. God, he felt so good. So perfect.

He rocked into me slowly, taking his time.

“So tight,” Dalton whispered as I wrapped my legs around his waist. We both groaned, the new angle allowing him to sink in deeper. “You feel so fucking good, Ari.” He licked my lips as he continued to pump inside me. “This is everything I want. Your pussy. These lips.” He moaned as I swept my tongue against his, lost in his words—in him. “Like goddamn sunshine.”

We stayed locked in a passionate kiss as he trailed his hand down, reaching between my legs and smiling against my gasping mouth as he played with my clit, rubbing it at the same hypnotic pace that he fucked me.

“Oh God, Dalton…” I cried out, my pussy contracting around his size as I rotated my hips in search of the friction that’d send me over into bliss.

“Fuck, you’re better than I could have ever imagined,” he rasped in awe as I grabbed handfuls of the white sheets. “It’s never been this good. Tell me it’s never been this good for you either,” he panted, nipping at my earlobe.

All I could do was nod, too consumed by pleasure to form words.

“I’m going fill you with my cum, Ari, and then I’ll watch it drip from your pussy before I scoop it up and shove it back in where it belongs,” he muttered, thrusting deeper, harder with every word.

Holy shit.

“I’m going to come...” I panted as he gripped my hips, fingers dimpling the skin.

“Let go for me. Let me see how beautiful you are when you come.”

His dirty talk fucking did it for me, because as if by magic, I fell over the edge at his word. “Dalton,” I moaned, pleasure shooting up my spine. The orgasm consumed me. I cried out as he pumped into me, drawing out a release so intense it caused my legs to shake.