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“Goddamn right, it was me,” he growls into my ear. “You think I’d ever let anyone ever fucking touch you?”

“Please,” I beg behind his hand as he rubs two fingers along my wet lips and dips them into my slit. I tremble, and my legs shake with the power of my desire. Aaron latches onto my shoulder and sucks. He uses his fingers to scissor inside of me, causing me to buck against him.

“My goodness, you like it when I put bruises on you. Naughty girl.” His words almost set me off, but he pulls his fingers back, and I cry out in dismay. I was so close. He brings his fingers to his mouth, and he sucks on them.

“Goddamn, Sugar Plum, you taste so sweet. Just like I remember.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

I expect Julie to slap me at any moment, but she doesn’t. I turn her around and she watches me, mouth open, legs still spread, and a moan on her lips. Her soft hand reaches out to my throbbing cock, and she strokes me, never stopping as we stare at one another. Fuck it.

Walking her over to the bench seat, I help her lie down. “Not one word,” I demand. My body is rigid with the need to fuck her tight.

Pushing my pants down, I lie down in between her thighs.

Her mouth opens, and I know she’s about to talk. I told her not to. Always so damn defiant. Kissing her, I pull her legs up and hold them in my hands as I thrust deep into her.

“Fuck me, Sugar Plum, so fucking tight.” She has the tightest little cunt I’ve ever felt. As it should be. I’m the only lucky mother fucker that’s been in her. I have to put my hand against her mouth again because I can’t have others hear her cries of ecstasy. Those are for me and me alone.

“Be quiet, Ju-Ju. No one else is allowed to hear you moan for me. It will make me crazy if they do.” Julie trembles, her pussy clamping down on my cock as I take her. This isn’t the way I imagined taking her for the first time after so many years. I wanted it to be romantic and loving. This is animalistic, bodies slapping, nonstop fucking. Rutting inside of her until I feel her cervix, claiming her as my own. She will understand who owns this body once I’m through.

Both hands are on her hips now as I fuck her like a dog in heat. Later, I will take her softly. Show her how I want to worship her beautifully sinful body.

The urge to bend her over so I can slap her supple flesh is driving me nuts. I want to see my handprint against her pale skin, but I can’t do that. Not now. There’s time for more later. Right now, the need to stake a claim and breed her is too important.

Breed? Shit, when did I become that guy? Right, I’ve already done that. Lennox is my kid. There’s no denying it. When we have a moment, we are going to discuss it. But right now, I’m like one of those guys in a romance novel who has to breed his woman or he will go nuts. I don’t give a damn about anything but Julie and her hot little cunt.

Her pussy clenches, and I can’t move as she whines her release for me. “You like the idea of me breeding this little pussy? Make me a daddy again? That’s what you want, isn’t it, Sugar Plum?”

The dirtier I talk, the more her pussy clenches around me. A second orgasm, or maybe the first one intensified, I’m not sure, runs through her. “Please,” she begs.

“Please, what?” I grunt as I thrust into her over and over. It’s as if someone has possessed me with the need to hammer into her. She’s mine. This is what I should have done years ago. I should have run to her, fucked her against that old clunker of a Bronco she had, and put my baby in her then.

“Please, don’t stop.” That’s all I needed to hear. I pick up the pace. It’s a brutally fast staccato into her sexy heat. She takes it and pushes back against me.

“I’ll never stop now, Sugar Plum. You are mine,” I growl out, letting her know exactly how I feel. “Play with your clit and give me another orgasm. I want to feel these tight walls clench down on me as I fill you with my cum.”

Julie reaches her hand down between her legs, and her nails scrape against my cock as she fingers herself. Damn, I’ve never been one for nails against my cock, but hell, I’ll take it. Each time she circles her finger on herself, she thrusts back against me, moaning my name as if I’m her god. “That’s it, baby, squeeze my cock. Milk me, Ju-Ju.”

With a throaty groan, I shoot my first rope into her, and that sets her off. “Oh. Oh. Oh,” she whimpers, and I thrust harder into her. She moans so loudly I have to put my hand back over her mouth to keep her quiet. I’ll have to gag her next time. No need for Lennox to know the filthy shit I’m going to do to his mom.

I pound into her as I think about having her tied to my bed, a big ball gag in her mouth, nipple clamps on, and me teasing her with a vibrator, forcing her to come for me. Goddamn, I can’t stop. My cum continues to coat her womb, and it’s not enough. I need to know she’s latched onto me somehow.

Julie slumps against the bench as I let my cock soften all the way out of her. I don’t want to be without her heat, but I know we have to get back. Fixing her panties and scrubs, I lie against her, not letting her run from me. “That was amazing, Sugar Plum.”

She doesn’t speak for a moment. I enjoy watching her, seeing her come down from her high. Her eyes are closed and her breathing regulates back to normal. She turns her head and gives me a side-eye. “I… Yes… Yes, it was.” She’s speechless, and it’s adorable.

Moving away from her, I let her up. “We have to get back to your therapy.” A blush creeps upon her face, and I want to kiss each cheek. I refrain because if I touch her again, I’ll have her on the floor, fucking my baby into her.

“Yes, we do,” I agree and straighten my sweatpants over my leaking cock.

As Julie rights herself, she stares at me for a long time. I see the moment she pieces it all together. “Aaron James…”

“What’s Lennox’s middle name?” I cross my arms over my chest and look at the woman I’ve loved for so long looking ashen.

“Lennox James,” she says as she grabs a lock and key set from the table near us.

“Each person gets their own locker. You are locker number thirty-two. Put your belongings in the locker, place the lock on, and when you are ready, come on out.” Julie rummages around the room and finds a pair of shorts for me to wear.

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