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He groaned and rubbed lightly at my pulsating clit, soothing her while simultaneously arousing her.
“You’ve made such a mess, kitten. Your pussy juice is everywhere. Fuck, my dick is covered. You’re covered. The bed is drenched. I have half a mind to send you home tomorrow smelling like you’ve been fucked senseless.”
“I think I have been,” I wheezed. “I think you … I think you broke my vagina.”
He purred, deep and husky against my ear. “She’s not broken, sweetheart. Does she feel broken?”
She felt ruined for all other men, but I wasn’t about to give him that ego boost.
“Definitely can’t do that every time.”
“No?” He pressed a little harder on my over-sensitized clit, making me bite my lip. “Only special occasions?” He took my hiccup of a moan as an answer. “Birthdays? Holidays? When I catch you alone in a room?”
I wanted to point out that we were never doing this again once we left the lodge, but who was I to break the buttery warm fantasy he was weaving around us?
“I don’t think I have another one in me,” I breathed, despite the faintest crackle of heat tingling beneath his gentle coaxing.
“Not even one more?” he murmured gruffly into my jawline. His thumb teased my nipple, rolling the sending peak in time to the motions of his other hand. “Cum for me, Kami. I want to feel my pussy milk me inside—”
I didn’t hear the rest as my abused body broke one final time, a weak, exhausted collapse of my foundation to the flicking of his finger and the hard thrust of his dick.
He came with a growl. His teeth sank into my neck as he exploded inside me, mixing himself with my mess. Both ran free when he dislodged. It splattered between our parted thighs to join the much bigger damp stain on the blanket.
I could have slept for a week, a month. My whole body throbbed. I wanted nothing near my vagina for at least an hour and my head was swimming with exhaustion, but I still dragged myself off his lap and turned to face him. His eyes no more than a thin band of blue consumed by darkness met mine with question. I said nothing as I pressed my palm flat against his chest and shoved him onto his back. I knew he let me. He went down too easily given I barely had any strength. Sweeping side my hair, I bent over his semi-flaccid and sticky penis.
“Kami…”
I ignored him as I cleaned him. I ran my tongue up the shaft and over the head still leaking slightly. I replaced the musky tang of our combined release with a sheen of saliva. I pulled him in deep, cradling him in my throat and getting rewarded with a deep, pleading snarl of my name. My hair was bunched up in his big hands, leaving mine free to take him between my palms and suck him with all the hunger brewing up in me. I sucked himwith an enthusiasm and lust of someone proving a point; if this was the last time I had his dick, I was going to make damn sure he never forgot me. Every time he was with another woman, I wanted him to think of me.
The thought of him putting my dick in another woman sent a spiral of rage though me I really did not like.
“Easy, baby. Too tight.”
I loosened my fingers but grazed up the shaft with full teeth, tearing a vicious growl from him that nearly scalped me where he was griping my hair.
“Teeth!” he growled.
I met his furious gaze with his head caught between my lips, my fury over a mystery woman who didn’t even exist yet consuming all rational thought.
“He’s mine!” I snapped before I could stop myself, before I could even realize I was thinking it.
“Not if you’re not nice to him!” he shot back.
I bit back my warnings to keep him away from other women, fighting not to be that woman, especially when I had been actively telling him we needed to see other people. Maybe all those orgasms had knocked something loose in my head, making me believe crazy things.
Yet despite my insanity, I felt myself grin. Then laugh at the look of irate indignation darkening his features.
“I’m sorry.” I gave his head a light kiss. “You okay?” I watched his facial muscles flex between staying annoyed and submitting as I followed the thick vein running down the smooth side to the base, never taking my eye off him. I retraced the underside with the flat of my tongue. “Forgive me?”
He garbled something incoherent and guided my head up and over his cock. The thick, clear release at the top coated my tongue, provoking me to circle the opening and lap it up. I moaned going down to where my hand was already a fist.
“Relax your jaw,” he bit out through his teeth. “Hold your breath going down.”
I followed the directions, taking him deeper to the back of my throat without gagging. I put the new trick into practice to bob over him, following his directions to pump faster, hold him tighter. I knew it was working when his hips started jerking to meet my motions, when his fingers tightened on my hair. My name came out of him in a desperate plea that made my toes curl. That seemed to be my warning when his balls gave a twitch, and he sprayed my mouth with creamy ropes of release that I swallowed without hesitation. I kept sucking, wanting all of it. I only stopped when he pulled me up his body to his mouth.
His kiss was breathless and hard, a desperate man seeking salvation only I could provide. I tried to pull away, but his hands are tangled in my hair, his tongue is in my mouth, sharing the tang of himself.
“Wait. I just…” I motioned to his flaccid dick resting on his abdomen.
