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Her cheeks flushed as she bit her lower lip, and that was it. I was a goner.

“Ah, fuck, Morgan,” I said, pulling her to me. “I’ll die if I don’t taste you.” When she didn’t push me away, I took that as a sign. My mouth covered hers in an all-consuming kiss that had fireworks blasting in my brain. When she parted her lips and invited me, I wondered if the top of my head was even still there, because she completely blew my mind.

I turned her, pressing her between me and table. I ground my dick into her belly, hoping beyond all hope she’d let me have her again. Thank goodness we’d put up paper over the windows during the rebuild. Otherwise, anyone walking by would see me ravishing this woman.

“I want you,” I said, not hiding the desperation in my voice as I tugged on her earlobe with my teeth. “Give me another chance, Morgan. I can fuck you right, I promise.”

She gasped, and her hands gripped my shoulders. “Was it wrong last time?”

“When I was inside you, it was fucking perfect. I want to be there again.”

“I want you there again.”

Hallelujah. I unzipped her dress and pulled it down her shoulders. In moments, it was bunched around her waist and her bra was tossed on the table.

“I love your tits.” I buried my head in the soft, plumpness of them. Then I bit and sucked her hard nipples. Her hands gripped my head, holding me there as feasted on her, making her hips rock against my aching dick.

I slid my hands up her thighs, pulling the skirt of her dress until it was bunched in the middle as well.

“I can smell your sweetness,” I said, sliding my finger over her soaking wet panties. I growled at how wet she was, and tugged her panties down.

Her fingers worked my belt and button, and I shoved my pants and boxer briefs down in one movement. My dick sprang free.

“Come here, baby.” I lifted her on the table and pushed her thighs open. “I want you so bad, but we’ll do this slow. I don’t want to hurt you.”

“I don’t know that it matters now,” she said, looking a little vulnerable.

“Just in case it does.” A wave of tenderness swept through me. I held her face in my hands and kissed her softly as I pressed my dick against her cleft.

She sighed. “I want you.”

I took my cock in hand and pressed the head to her entrance. I pushed in until it was just inside her.

Her head dropped back.

“Are you okay?”

“I want more, Kade.”

I rocked in short slow motions, moving a little more inside her with each forward thrust.

“More, more, more,” she said each time.

I was going fucking nuts trying to take my time, but I swore it would be perfect for her this time. No pain. Only pleasure.

Finally, I was deep inside. Her pussy contracted and massaged my dick and it was the most delicious feeling I’d ever felt.

“Yes, it’s so good,” she said.

“You like my dick in your pussy?”

“Yes.” She gripped my shoulders and rocked her hips. “Do you like your dick in my pussy?”

I growled. “My dick fucking loves your pussy, Morgan.” I moved in and out, the friction so spectacular I was delirious with pleasure.

“Make me come, Kade. Make me come with your cock.”

“I love your dirty mouth, Morgan.” I kissed her hard, and then gripped her hips and went to town. I was plunging and grunting and fucking and it was so perfect.

“Oh god!” she cried out, and her fingers dug into my arms. Her hips bucked up and her pussy clamped down so hard on my cock so hard, for a moment, all I saw was black.

“Fuck, I’m coming.” I pistoned my hips like a maniac as I chased my orgasm up and up until finally I exploded. “Fuuuuucccckkkk.”

Even after that first blast, my hips continued to rock, drawing out our pleasure until I collapsed on her.

“Morgan?”

“Hmmm?”

“Is the top of my head still there.”

Her fingers ran through my hair as she let out a soft laugh. “Yes.

“I don’t think I can feel my legs.”

“Funny, neither can I.”

I lifted my head. “I so needed this. Do you know how fucking distracting you are?”

Her smile was so beautiful, my heart stumbled in my chest. “You make me feel special.”

“You are.” I realized that my being her first sexual experience could mean that no man had ever told her how beautiful and amazing she was. That was a fucking crime. At the same time, I didn’t want her to think that my only interest in her was sexual. I inwardly kicked myself as I realized she could probably think that. After all, I hadn’t contacted her after Ash and Beth’s wedding. She probably thought I got what I wanted and was done. I was a fucking asshole.

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