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I push her over the edge, reveling in the way her body and expression convulse. Her pussy tightens around me, and I know I don’t have much time before I release too. I want to ride out the entirety of her orgasm, feel every contraction of her around me until I can’t hold back anymore.

Camilla has other plans.

She rips her arms from under mine and wraps them around my neck, pushes her mouth right to my ear. “Come inside me, Daddy,” she says, dark like blackberries and midnight.

I hold my breath.

“Make me yours.”

I scoop her into my arms and push into her over and over, not taking a single breath until I spill inside her.

I press my mouth against her neck and roar my release, one that would be heard throughout the house if I let it go completely.

I collapse over her as an ecstasy I’ve never known rampages through my body.

Camilla cradles my head in one of her palms, strokes my hair as I try to catch my breath.

I’ve given her all of me. Every drop. And if not for her birth control, I wouldn’t be surprised if this night would have been the night I laid claim to her in the most primal sense.

Camilla presses her lips to my jaw. A tender kiss.

I smile and then start to laugh, a breathless and unsupported sound. “That was…”

I lift my eyes to hers.

Her lips twitch into a smile. “Yeah…”

“Yeah.”

We both start to laugh. I roll off her onto my back and let the laughter overtake me, paying no mind to how sticky my skin is or how my face and dick are covered in reminders of her.

I’m not sure how long we bask in the best “what the fuck” feeling I’ve ever felt. But the next thing I know, I’m halfway to nodding off when Camilla’s hand slides across my belly and she curls around my length, her mouth to the shell of my ear.

“Want to go again, Daddy?”

Fuck. This woman will be the death of me. But fuck me if I won’t die willingly.

10

CAMILLA

I wakeup to the smell of coffee. I should probably get used to that since my life has become coffee all the live long day.

Not that I mind it. It’s a delicious scent. The savory bitterness tinged with a curve of fruit.

I’m learning to enjoy it black, thanks to Jack, although I won’t tell him that for fear he might gloat.

I blink my eyes open. Last night…

Holy shit last night.

It was so. Damn. Good.

Jack took care of me.Daddytook care of me. And he did a damned good job.

I came at least five times before we had to throw in the towel and actually get some sleep.

I stretch my arms out from under the covers and grab for my phone to check the time.

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