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“Come when you need to,” he tells me, and I sigh in relief.

Ian doesn’t slow his punishing pace, and by the way his grunts get louder, I’m sure he won’t be far behind.

Surprisingly, I don’t come as fast as I figured I was going to. Even though his cock is pushing me to the edge, it’s like it’s not enough. Eventually, Ian reaches around my body and grabs my cock, stroking it in time with his thrusts, finally giving me that little bit extra I needed.

“Fuck!” I cry out, reaching my climax and shooting my jizz all over Ian’s fist and the bedspread.

“Jesus,” Ian chokes out when my channel clamps down around him, and his movements become jerky.

It only takes a few more thrusts, and he’s joining me in the bliss of an orgasm. Did he come so hard that he saw stars like I did?

As promised, Ian slides out of me and replaces his cock with the butt plug once again, trapping his cum deep inside my channel. Once it’s in place, he rips the top blanket off the bed and tosses it to the floor before grabbing my waist and pulling me into his arms.

“I love you so fucking much,” he whispers, and I smile against his neck.

“Not as much as I love you,” I reply.

I thought I wouldn’t find someone to love me like Ian does. He’s everything I ever wished for and more. Some days, I still don’t believe I deserve his love, but I also refuse to let him go. He’s mine now, forever, and always.

The End

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