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He smiled and then leaned over to his nightstand and pulled out a condom. I watched as he ripped the foil packet open with shaky hands. He rolled down the condom on his thick shaft and slipped in between my legs. My breath fluttered as he thrusted his big, hard dick along my folds, teasing me. Then he suddenly pulled away, leaving me whimpering for more.

“I want you like no woman I’ve ever wanted before,” Anthony said as he leaned down and kissed me on the corner of my lips. “But don’t worry, baby. I know you can take my thick cock like a good girl.”

With that, he slipped in.

“Oohhh,” I moaned loudly as he slowly seated himself to the hilt with a low groan. I had never been stretched this wide before. I was completely and utterly full to the brim.

“Anthony!” I cried.

“Fuck, you’re tight.” He let out an uneven, heavy breath. His hips moved easily, slick with so much ease as his abs contracted firmly. It was the most glorious sight I had ever seen of him.

I grabbed onto the sheets as his momentum slowly picked up. Sweat misted over our skin as he shifted to find my sweet spot. I moaned loudly with each thrust as his thumb slowly grazed over my clit. I was on the verge of screaming out loud when he came to a sudden stop.

“This condom won’t be able to contain this cock if you keep moaning like that, baby.”

His voice was such a deep, husky rasp that my sex clenched tightly around his shaft, making him tumble and hover over me with a groan. His hips moved slowly, but nearly not enough to give us the friction we needed. I pushed him out of me despite whining at the loss.

Before he could say anything, I immediately grabbed him by the dick and began to tug off the condom. “Then fuck me raw,” I demanded. “I got an IUD last year, remember?”

I was apprehensive about not using a condom. It would feel very intimate, especially since we’re supposed to be just friends and friends . . . well, they don’t sleep with each other without a condom.

“You sure about this? I got tested recently and I’m clean . . . But . . .” Anthony asked, his breath hot in my face. My arms wrapped around his waist as he looked down at me worryingly. He cupped my face gently. “You sure you want me to fuck you raw? I want to know it’s what you want and not just what you think I expect.”

“Of course it’s what I want,” I said firmly. I grabbed a hold of him and positioned him at my slit with his naked tip inside me. “I trust you, Anthony, and I want to feel every inch of the way you fill me up.”

“As you wish.” Anthony let out a breathy chuckle.

He slammed into me so hard we groaned noisily together. My eyes rolled to the back of my head with each of his thrusts as he found the right angle to hit me deep. I was muttering nonsense. Anthony’s groan roared out of him as his pace quickened, and the next sound to tumble out was a string of loud moans and sobs. I didn’t realize it was coming from me until I called out his name.

“Anthony!” I called out, gasping for air.

He slammed back in with the loud smack of his hips against mine and I moaned again. The pit of my stomach began to tense tightly as my sex clenched around him. He thrusted again, hitting right where I needed him to. He quickly grabbed my hand and sucked it wet. My fingers were brought down to my clit. He clearly knew I was about to come.

“Come for me, Shoua.”

A sexy groan drew out of him, and I took that as my cue to make myself come on his cock. I began moaning and whimpering louder as I clamped tightly around him and made him shamelessly groan with me. My legs shook as he pinned one of them back into the mattress.

With his new angle, Anthony’s next hit caused me to break. The sweet bliss coursed through my veins as my sex pulled him into a deep, tight grip. His hips slapped against me so viciously as he drove me close into another quick high.

“Baby, keep your eyes on me,” he said.

His features tightened as he gave me one final thrust, and we came together. His warmth filled me up as if I wasn’t already on the brink of overflowing with him all in me. His light eyes never left mine as we moaned and called out each other’s names, lost in euphoria.

After our bodies settled from our climaxes, Anthony tumbled gently on top of me and let out a heavy, ragged breath onto my cheek. Underneath my palm, I could feel his heart hammer fiercely in unison with mine. We shared a few giggles and snickers as he pushed my hair out of my face. His calloused fingertips were tender against my skin, and he placed soft kisses on my lips.

He was still hard inside of me, and we knew this night was far from over. I placed one of my hands on his jaw and he quickly leaned in to kiss me before I could pull him in. His hips flexed and I moaned into his mouth. We kissed and then he thrusted again while I gasped loudly.

With it, I almost told him I loved him in a weak, trembling voice.

The realization jarred me to the core, but the only response I had was to roll my eyes back. As he continued to fill me up over and over, I became undone once again. I was an uncontrollable moaning, squirming mess under his touch as another climax ripped through me. It was then that I knew this wasn’t just a simple crush on Anthony.

I was in love with him now.

CHAPTER 23

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Waking up to Shoua in my arms was the most natural thing in the world. I watched her as her cheeks still flushed after a long night of us making love. I couldn’t contain my grin as I buried my face into her hair. She smelled of us, of cedarwood mixed with a bit of coconut. I let out a soft chuckle, but it immediately died in the back of my throat.

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