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He fires up his tongue, sweeping it greedily across my folds, then diving in, licking at first. I thrash my head from side to side, adrenaline flowing through my veins. He intensifies this sweet agony by sucking me, vigorously, while flicking my clit with his thumb.

Pressure building in my core turns into red hot pleasure, and spills through my body. I come, calling his name, my body trembling, my heart racing like it’s desperately looking for a way out of my chest. My vision is still dotted when he covers me with his body, positioning his cock at my entrance.

I spread my thighs a bit more, signaling I’m so fucking ready for him. To my relief, he doesn’t play games; at last, he thrusts his cock inside me. I suck in a deep breath, a pinchy, achy feeling stabbing my sex for a moment. He lowers himself on me, drooping over me in all his hot masculinity.

“Relax,” he says, and I realize my shoulders are tight, my body stiff for a moment.

I follow his command, still experiencing this stabbing throb in my pussy. He peppers kisses on my cheek, my chin, my nose. Little by little, lust re-ignites and the discomfort takes a backseat. I search for his mouth with mine, and when our lips meet, it’s dynamite.

We kiss like we haven’t kissed in ages. We kiss like this is the last one we’ll ever share.

Swiftly, he takes advantage of how enthralled I am, and starts to move inside me. My walls contract for a moment, but I quickly tell myself to relax. He’s big and super hard, and I can feel his veins pulsing against my flesh. A type of intimacy I never experienced before.

I get it now. I’ve waited for him… for this, and damn was it worth it.

“I knew your pussy was delicious before… but now, fucking you… it’s next level,” he whispers in my ear with the sexiest drawl I’ve ever heard. It’s like he’s dragging each word from the depths of his lungs with great effort.

He withdraws his cock halfway then slams back into me, and repeats the motion again and again. His hands gripping my hips, his lips on my neck, all leading to a steady, intoxicating motion that sends pleasure coursing through my veins. His breath comes in heavier and heavier, and I feel his muscles tightening and contracting from the effort.

I’m nearing the brink of an orgasm, fire igniting and spreading through my entire body. When he undulates his hips in a certain way, somehow the slight shift of the angle hits me harder, and he plunges even deeper into me, and that does it—I come apart, I come undone.

Pleasure rockets through me, and I am overwhelmed by a world of sensations, my muscles tensing and then releasing in wave after wave of powerful rapture.

I feel his upper body move, and he’s still slamming inside me, until a deep growl slices the air, announcing his own release. He quivers, filling me up with his load. I touched it, and tasted it before. Now it’s deep in my pussy, and I love it.

He rolls off me, and I sigh, willing my heartrate down. He looks at me, then wipes a couple of strands of hair from my face. “My first and last virgin.”

“Was I everything you expected?” I ask, in a playful tone.

“You’re stealing my line.” He chuckles. “I should be asking you that.”

“You were beyond,” I say.

He plants a kiss on my shoulder. “Again, stealing my line. I am so thankful we didn’t have sex that first night. It feels like waiting was the right thing to do… to get us here.”

“And where do we go from here?”

“We go to forever, my love,” he says, spooning me against him. “There’s no way I’ll ever let you out of my sight.”

I smile. Well, that’s just what I’ve asked for…

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Guess what? Beck’s story is next!

Here’s an excerpt from Obsessed with my Ex.

Beck

“Where’s Eliza?”Aunt Lillian asks, after a quick air kiss. “I thought she’d be flying in with you.”

I swallow the lump in my throat. Coming to Costa Rica together was what I suggested, what I insisted on, but Eliza, my sexy estranged wife, was adamant about needing to go to an important meeting and catching a later flight. So here I am, at the villa my family rented to celebrate my grandma’s 80thbirthday for the long weekend.

No shit, it’ll be a long, long weekend.

Four nights sharing a room with Eliza, who I haven’t seen in months.

“She’ll be here in two hours. Had a meeting she couldn’t postpone.”

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