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His pupils were huge, and his chest was rising and falling faster. His cock jumped as she settled above him. She looked down, staring at his cock that was so hard it was pointing straight up his body to his face.

She adjusted and then lowered her hips so her pussy was against his cock. He let go of a hiss and then gasped as she rocked her hips, rubbing her pussy lips against his length. His fists clenched, and he held his breath as she arched her hips over and over again, rubbing her slickness over his cock.

Every move of her hips moved her clit against his cock. It felt so good, almost perfect. She threw back her head and moved against him, her body shaking as her orgasm built. The sound of him gasping as he tried to maintain control of his body pushed her over the edge. She used her hands to support herself as she came.

“Oh fuck! I’m going to come,” Harry said between clenched teeth.

She moved so she was beside him and lowered, licking his dick like a lollipop, just waiting for him to blow. He lost it, shouting her name as come rushed from his cock just as she’d wrapped her lips around his tip. She swallowed all he had to give, then took him deep in her throat.

“Oh God, so much,” he cried out as she sucked down on him.

She wanted him to enjoy this, and based on the noise, he was very much into what she was doing. After a moment, she sat up and stared down at him. He was hard again, and she wanted to ride him.

Love filled his gaze as he stared up at her in wonder. She grabbed a condom from the side table and rolled it onto him before straddling him. She reached for his length and lowered, letting him slowly slide into her. For a second, panic filled her as memories threatened, but she pushed them away. She wasn’t being held captive. She was in control. No one was forcing her to do this. She wanted Harry.

His eyes stayed on her as she rocked above him, moving slowly at first as her orgasm built. She could tell he wanted to touch her, but he wasn’t fighting the restraints. She was able to move how she wanted and ramp up her desire as she fucked herself on his cock.

“So fucking beautiful,” Harry growled as she grew closer to orgasm.

She slowed her movements and slid one hand to her clit. He held her gaze as she touched herself. She’d never had this much intimacy with a partner. This wasn’t just sex with Harry. They were connecting on a level she’d never felt before.

Suddenly, she didn’t want him tied down. She moved to undo his wrists.

“Are you sure?” Harry asked as she undid the first binding on his wrist.

“I need to feel your hands on my body.”

She undid the second binding, and he moved fast, holding her close as he got the restraints off his ankles. She was below him, but he wasn’t touching her. He held above her, his gaze moving over her body and then back up to her face.

“If you want me to stop, tell me. I won’t do anything that makes you uncomfortable.”

She nodded as a sliver of fear slid down her spine. “Just be gentle.”

“I will.” His gaze dipped down her body and then back to her face. “I want to eat you out and make you come first. Are you okay with that?”

Slowly, she nodded. “I’m good with that.”

As he kissed his way down her body with sweet kisses, a shiver slid through her. He paused and glanced up with a questioning look.

“You still okay?”

She nodded. “Yes. I want this.”

And she did. She wanted to feel all of him, and she trusted him. She knew Harry wouldn’t take advantage of her. She was safe in his arms. He would never force her to do any act she didn’t want to.

She had found a good man. He cared deeply for her and wouldn’t abuse her trust in him. She arched up as he moved lower, his lips taking her higher. Having someone love her like this helped the jaded parts of her heal. Hope began to seep in as his tongue flicked over her clit. No question, Harry’s touch was healing, and she would recover. She could feel it in the way he loved her.

Chapter 42

Harry couldn’t believe how trusting Rory was. She’d been through hell, and yet she was allowing him to have his hands free. He was bigger and stronger. Much stronger now since she’d lost so much muscle mass while she’d been held captive.

The trust she placed in him made him feel amazing. He would never abuse that trust. She was precious and he would make sure she knew exactly how deeply he loved her.

When he slid into her pussy, she arched up and moaned. It was one of the sexiest sounds he’d ever heard. They were perfect together.

The trust and love she showed him made it hard to hold back. He wasn’t going to last long, knowing Rory trusted him.

He pumped in a few times, but it was enough to take him over the edge. After he’d come, he lay beside her, letting his fingers trail over her body.

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