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He kisses me hard. His teeth nipping my bottom lip. I feel him shift between my legs until he is pressing against my entrance.

I flex my hips. He holds my hips still as he oh-so gently enters me. I moan deep and loud. It burns, but it’s the best feeling. I want to tilt my hips, but I can’t because he is holding me down.

“Okay?” he whispers in my ear.

I nod, swallowing hard. My eyes are closed, basking in the feeling of him being inside of me.

This is perfection.

I never knew that having sex with someone could be called that, but it’s like a part of my soul that I was missing just slid into place.

That part is Royal.

I know without a shadow of a doubt that I’m meant to be here, that he was intended to be a part of my life, my journey.

I run my fingers up his back. “I’m more than okay,” I confess to him, overwhelmed with everything that just hit me.

He smiles, his eyes showing me that he feels the same way. How he looks at me, it’s like I’m the only girl in the world.

I rest my hand on his cheek, loving the rough feeling of his scruff against my palm. I can feel the way he is filling me between my legs.

His eyes shutter closed and he rests his forehead against mine. How can a week change your entire life? I know I’ve been repeating this over and over in my mind, but it has been hitting me in waves.

He relaxes against me, his weight pressing into me, and it’s intoxicating the way he feels on top of my body. I clench around him hard, and that spurs him into moving. My eyes roll back, loving how he fills me.

My legs are trembling already and he has barely moved. “I could live inside of you,” he whispers in my ear. “This pussy is fucking heaven.” He kisses my neck, running his nose along the side of me like he is trying to memorize my scent.

I’m speechless. What do you say to that? Thank you?

I’m completely drenched, I can feel it running down my thighs to my ass.

The feeling starts in my toes, my whole body stiffening. My clit is so sensitive that every time he brushes against his pubic bone, I almost fall apart but I push back, wanting to prolong this.

“Oh fuck,” I curse, gritting my teeth together, trying not to scream because it’s like I’m being burned alive.

He moves faster, harder, and rougher, and his movements are not as in sync as they were, and I know he is getting closer.

I can’t wait for him, it hits me so suddenly, and I lean forward, biting his shoulder, trying to control the volume of my screams.

Not even a second later, I’m clenching hard around him, my body trying to pull him into me deeper. “Fuck,” he says, his voice muffled against my neck, his body shaking as hard as mine.

“I’m fucked,” I say out loud, and he bursts out laughing. I can’t resist the urge to join him. His laughter is intoxicating.

“Literally.” That sets off another round of laughter from him.

Royal scoops me off the bed, my body still not working properly. His legs buckle, and he almost falls to the ground with me.

“Holy shit, I think you almost broke me too.” He has awe in his voice, and I’m just giggling, knowing I’m not the only one who was so affected.

He walks with me into the bathroom, setting me on the counter while he warms up the shower. I tilt my head to the side, admiring his perky butt, and I’m hit with jealousy at how great it is.

He looks at me through the glass door, seeing my reflection, and he turns around with a wicked grin. “I saw you staring at my ass.”

I suck in my lip, knowing that he caught me. He grips my hips and pulls me off the counter, and I laugh at the way he manhandles me.

He steps into the warm spray, and I groan, letting the water run down my hair. It feels too good to have him holding me like this.

I tighten my legs around him, loving the way his hands are holding my hips as I lean back into the water.

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