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My soul sings to the music our bodies make as we heave sighs of relief, moan in pleasure, and grunt as we rid one another of our clothes.

Her words and hunger heal my chest, chasing away the longing that has made it achingly hollow over the past days. The sweet scent of her skin as I lick a path to her nipple, and the love in her blue eyes when I look up, patch my heart back together.

I pull the hard nub into my mouth, sucking and flicking as she gasps and pulls my hair. My furious erection begs for release, but I want us to be more comfortable than this.

I pull away and stand to my feet.

She rakes her fingers down my neck and along my arms, dropping her hands to the chair when I’m out of reach.

“Come back here. I haven’t finished,” she complains with the fakest whimper and brightest smile.

“That’s a shame.” I laugh out loud as I hoist her in my arms, switching the narrow chaise longue for her California king-size bed. “Let me help you with that.”

She stretches out her arms to me as I kneel between her legs. When I cover her chest with mine, she crosses her arms around my neck, spreading her thighs wide for me.

I glance down and guide the purple head of my cock to her entrance. Her soft flesh, slick with her juices, sucks my hard shaft in. As I slide inside to the hilt, I thumb her engorged clitoris and she trembles from head to toe.

We lock eyes as her back arches off the mattress and her mouth opens in a perfect circle. She bunches my hair in tight fists, moaning and hugging my hips with her thighs.

I bury my face in her neck, murmuring, “I missed watching you come undone so fucking much. It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”

I keep staring at her gorgeous face, stroking her cheeks until her eyes lose their glazed quality and she focuses them on mine again. All this time, my throbbing cock remained buried inside her tight, quivering sex without moving. I barely manage this feat. Now that her first orgasm is ebbing, I pull my shaft out of her just to thrust it deep inside again. I swivel my hips, wrapping a hand around her knee, pressing it against my side.

She holds my shoulders, chases my hips with hers, and probes my eyes with an adoring gaze as I worship her with my body. Pleasure builds in the base of my spine, tightening my balls as her folds squeeze my cock.

“God, I love you,” she moans, arching her back and neck, throwing her head back.

“Love you more,” I grunt, claiming her lips as my orgasm explodes inside her.

I keep pumping in and out of her until my cock is empty. Bracing my hands on the bed on each side of her face, I hang my head down. “You’ve drained me, woman.”

She giggles and it’s the most perfect sound I’ve ever heard, her joy. “Right back at you.” She pulls me down to lie on top of her, wrapping her arms around my chest. “Just shut up and sleep. I know I need it. I haven’t slept in days.”

I roll us to our sides, facing each other. She snuggles against me, burrows her head on my chest and is out like a light.

“Guess I won’t be hopping to the bathroom to clean our mess,” I mutter against her hair, with a smile as wide as the ocean.

After two weeks of little to no quality sleep, I follow her example and take a nap. A couple of hours later, we wake up and go for round two. Before she lures me into round three, I cup her shoulders and gently pull her sinful lips away from my extremely happy cock. It slides out of her mouth with a loud pop.

“Hey, I want to taste you. It’s been too long,” she complains.

“I know, but I don’t want to be late.”

She frowns, her blue eyes darken. “Late for what?”

I smooth the creases on her forehead with my thumb.

“Dinner. I’m having this romantic dinner with a very special woman in a couple of hours, and I need to get started.”

She kneels on the mattress, between my thighs, and swats my chest. With a feigned haughty expression, she declares, “Well, in that case, I’ll let you go. I also have a very important appointment with an insufferable man I’m deeply in love with.”

I jolt upright and crush her lips in a hot, brief kiss. “You say stuff like this, and I don’t want to get out of this bed for days.”

Still, I escape her grip and jump out of bed.

She guffaws. “Liar.”

She blows me a kiss as I pick my clothes and put them back on.

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