Page 17 of Curvy Girl for the Cop

"Do you not get how obsessed with you I am?" I manage between kisses, trailing my lips down her neck. "All these beautiful curves aremine."

Her breath hitches as I cup her breast, thumbing her hard nipple through her shirt. "Ryan..."

"Say it, Ava. Tell me who you belong to."

"Y-you," she gasps, hips arching into my touch.

"I'll fuck you so hard, I'll put a baby in you," I growl, slipping a hand between her legs, finding her drenched. "So the entire world will know who you belong to."

"Yes, yes, please."

Those words are my undoing. I pick her up, slamming her against the wall. Her legs wrap around my waist.

"Ryan," she moans, digging her nails into my shoulders.

"I got you, kitten." I slip inside her, filling her to the hilt. "So fucking tight."

"Ryan!" she screams, her head thrown back.

I start a punishing pace, thrusting into her, claiming every inch that’s rightfully mine. Ava's nails rake my back as she moans my name endlessly. This complex, curvy goddess is my undoing.

"You feel so good, Ava," I groan, picking up the pace. "So damn good."

"Ryan, I..."

"What, kitten?" I growl, teasing her clit.

"I...love...you," she pants, arching her back. “Please don’t ever leave me.”

Those three words and her broken plea send me over the edge. With one final thrust, I explode inside her, roaring my release. As my dick convulses, pumping her full of my seed, Ava's body shatters around me, her walls clenching me tighter than ever before.

“I could never leave you, baby. You’re mine. Now and forever,” I tell her as I brush a strand of hair from her forehead, admiring her flushed face and the glowing sheen of sweat on her brow. Ava's eyes flutter open, hazy with satisfaction and something deeper, more profound.

"You really mean that?" She whispers, vulnerability seeping into her tone. "Even with your big important job back in the city?"

I cup her face tenderly, holding her emerald gaze with the intensity of my conviction. "Ava, listen to me. Yeah, my job is important. But you...you're everything."

I punctuate my declaration with a searing kiss, pouring every ounce of my devotion into the press of my lips against hers. She melts into me, her fingers threading through my hair.

"I love you," I murmur against her mouth. "So damn much. And I'll spend every day proving it to you if that's what it takes."

Ava smiles tremulously, her eyes shining with unshed tears. "I love you too, Ryan. I never thought I could feel this way about someone."

"Believe it, kitten." I flash her a roguish grin. "You're stuck with me now. No take backs."

She laughs, the sweet sound warming me from the inside out. "I suppose there are worse fates."

"Damn straight." I nuzzle her neck, inhaling her intoxicating scent. "In fact, I can think of a few I'd like to explore with you right now..."

Ava shivers as I nip at her sensitive skin. "Again? But what about?—"

"The city will still be there tomorrow, and you can bet your ass I’m never going back there without taking you with me. From now on, where I go, you go, and vice versa," I assure her, walking us towards the bed. "Tonight, I plan on worshipping every single inch of you."

I lay her down on the quilt, taking a moment to admire the way her hair fans out on the pillow, her kiss-swollen lips, the heaving of her perfect breasts. My eyes rake over her sumptuous curves possessively.

"God, you're so fucking beautiful," I rasp, my voice thick with renewed desire. "I will never get enough of you."

"Then take me," Ava challenges, a newfound boldness in her eyes as she reaches for me. "I'm yours, Ryan. Completely."

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