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I’m coming, hard.

The contractions rack my core, and I jerk, but his grip on my ass tightens, steadying me. My hips buck as the convulsions shudder through me, making me grind against him, and he moans his pleasure.

Delicious heat floods my shaking limbs with liquid sugar.

I can’t believe this is happening.

I can’t believe I stay on my feet.

But I’m a slave to the magic he’s unleashed in my core.

We both are.

Just as the contractions are beginning to fade, he hungrily coaxes out another climax, like waves crashing over one another. I’m crying out again, I’m swearing, and I jerk myself shamelessly against his mouth as he groans his approval.

He’s latched onto me, sucking, that exquisite tongue stoking the fire.

I’m burning, and he’s the sun.

I’m a castle in hot sand, built up and smashed down again in the crashing waves.

I cling to him as he drinks me in.

And when my knees finally give out, he catches me as I fall.

Chapter 37

Jameson

Megan melts into my arms as I pick her up and take her to the bed.

I lay her down on her back and lower myself over her. She’s limp with pleasure and gazing at me like I’m superhuman.

It makes my cock so hard, it jerks with hunger, and I groan.

Have I ever seen anything so goddamn beautiful?

“Spread for me, sweetheart,” I order gruffly.

She does.

Like the sweet, perfect lover she is.

I shove into her.

She cries out, a pleasured gasp, as she takes me. She’s slick and hot from her orgasm, and I fucking shiver as I slide through her come.

A growl of pleasure rumbles up from my chest as I start fucking her, deep and fast. I hold her hips in place with one hand so my strokes are smooth and sure, my thrusts controlled in their intensity as I drive into her.

I told her I’d try to be gentle.

But she’s moaning and grabbing at my ass like she’s loving it. Pulling me in… as if there’s any possible way I could fuck her any deeper.

I can’t.

She took me to her limits in the first few thrusts.

But she wants me deeper…

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