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She squirms, creating all sorts of feels before I finally release some of the pressure so she can bounce on my cock again.

It’s so good, I stand next to the bed, just letting her ride me like this until I remember…I want more visuals.

Falling back on the bed, she lands on top of me. Instantly, she pushes up on my chest, so that her hips rock my cock deep inside her. I gnash my teeth together, a greedy snarl of pleasure pulling from my lips.

But she isn’t done. With a gorgeous roll, she starts riding me. Just like her dancing, her body is fluid, beautiful, her tight sheath rubbing up and down my cock making my balls so tight, I think they might burst.

But I’m not cumming yet.

My girl needs to break first. Her eyes are glazed and unfocused, these needy little moans falling from her lips as she moves faster and faster. Soon her moans become a keening cry that has me grunting in response, words totally failing me.

That’s when I grab her hips in my hands and pull her tighter into my pelvis, giving her clit what it craves.

She screams out my name, finally breaking, her movements fast and jerky, the rhythm gone as she rides out her pleasure. I love it so much, it sets off my own orgasm, as I pump her full of my cum, my guttural grunts joining hers.

She rides me until she seeks out every last bit of pleasure and then she collapses on my chest. “That was…”

I know. Holding her to my chest, I roll her over so she’s under me now. Her body is soft and pliant as she tosses her hands above her head, her face falling to one side. I kiss a trail along her neck wanting even more of her taste on my tongue.

My cock starts to stir again, which surprises even me. I just came.

She lets out a sleepy little sigh, the fingers in one of her hands twining in mine. I feel the moment she relaxes into sleep, and I lift my head. Our feet are still dangling over the side and my cock is pressing into her soaking wet folds. “Kim?”

“Mmhmm,” she murmurs as she bends one of her legs around mine, and then wraps my calf with hers. It’s intimate and hot all at the same time. “You’re hard again.”

She’s so pliant in my arms. “You do that to me, baby.”

She smiles, her eyes still closed, even as her other leg hooks about my waist.

The invitation is clear.

“You sure you’re up for another round?” I whisper into her skin.

“You feel so good, Leo,” she sighs out. “Fuck me again.”

She doesn’t have to ask me twice. I thrust inside her, deep and hard. In the tub, I wanted her to know she was cherished.

But now…I want her to know she’s mine.

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

Kim

Leo thrusts into me like a man who’s been starved. We haven’t had sex in a while, but there have been plenty of orgasms, and I’m honestly taken aback by his need until the head of his cock hits the spot deep inside that sends my back arching, my body chasing more of what he gives.

It’s fast and it’s hard and it feels so good that I don’t even realize I’m begging out loud for him to give me more, to give it to me harder, until he’s spitting in my ear. “I will always give you what you need.”

He’s just making sexy talk. I know that.

But the promise still sets off some super button in my girl brain and with my arms tight about his neck, I start begging louder. “I know. That’s it. Just like that. Oh God…”

“You like it when I fuck you hard, don’t you, baby?”

“Yeah,” the word comes out in a broken gasp, my body so on fire, I can barely make my throat work.

I absolutely break apart, screaming out my finish until my eyes are rolling back in my head and stars blur my vision.

It’s like nothing I’ve felt before and I can barely breathe as he cums too, his body shuddering out his orgasm.

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