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June’s fingers work that sore spot between her legs, the one that has to be aching after I made her come twice. “Cash,” she murmurs, “I want you.”

It’s all I need.

I grab her by the hips and drag her to the edge of the bed, my fingers digging into her tan flesh. June’s body is amazing, soft around the hips, lithe and long, her breasts full so that they bounce when I move her.

I place my dick at her entrance, and she rises onto her elbows to watch.

“Please,” she whispers.

I press the tip inside, and she whines.

“You can only have it if you keep the noise down.”

“It’s too good.” She’s panting.

“It’s only the tip, June.” And I press into her, parting her pussy.

She claps a hand over her mouth and falls back against the bed, her breasts bouncing, pink nipples puckered, goosebumps traveling over her skin. Her legs move either side of me.

“Come on, you can take it all. Just a little. Bit. More.” I sheath myself inside her, the velvety warmth sending shots of pleasure through me. She’s so fucking swollen from her orgasms, so soft and ready.

But I want to savor this moment. I want to take her and own her completely before I let her have my cum.

My cock pulses inside her, and she whines again.

“You’re going to be the death of me,” I say, and then I pull out of her slowly, the length of my cock glistening. It feels obscenely good when I press back inside her. She accepts all of me, and I stroke her stomach with my fingers. “Good girl.”

“Cash,” she whispers it past her fingers. “Oh, my God, Cash.”

I brace one arm above her head, shifting my weight over her. She loops her arms around my neck and runs them through my hair, pulling lightly.

“Legs around my waist,” I say. “You’d better hang on.” Because I’ve waited a over a decade to have her, and I’m going to make this worth every cold shower, every hot night touching myself with images of her in my mind.

June wraps her legs around me and tightens her grip.

I thrust into her, and she cries out. It feels so fucking good, it’s a miracle I haven’t exploded yet. I press my lips to hers to silence her, kissing her and owning her completely. I set a relentless pace, pounding into her and suck her tongue gently.

June’s body arches underneath mine, streaked with sweat, her pussy making delicious noises, and I’m fucking breaking myself trying not to come. But I want June to have it all, every inch of what I wished I could have given her from the start.

I pin her leg back, folding her and angling her so I can hit her G-spot. I grab the pillow above her head and give it to her.

She bites down on it, and I relish the look on her face. She’s close. Her cunt is swollen and hot, tightening around my cock.

Mine.

The thought sends me into fucking spasm. I grunt and moan, breaking my own rule.

June’s ass tries to lift as she meets me in an orgasm of her own, but I hold her in place, claiming her, even as her eyes roll back in her head, her jaw goes slack.

She’s beautiful, powerful, even when she’s lost in her climax.

My cock pulses, filling her, and I ride it out.

I hold myself inside her after I’m done, remove the pillow from her grasp and stare down at her. She’s gorgeous, red patches on her skin from my beard, her body marked by our sex. I am in so much fucking trouble now that we’ve done this, but I can’t bring myself to regret it.

She shuts her eyes, placing a palm over them instead of her mouth.

“June, look at me. Let me see your eyes.”

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