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“Yes! Yes! Yeeeesss.”

“Tell me that’s what you want.”

“Tyson!”

“Tell me,” his voice dropped to a nocturnal sound I’d never heard before. I drenched his dick, squirting so hard screams tore from my throat.

I squealed and confessed. “Shit! Shit! Oh! Tyson! I want you like this as long as you’ll have me.”

His hips pumped with pressurized madness, and my toes curled as he bit into my neck.

“Ooooh! Yes! Fuck me, baby.”

Our skin slapped repeatedly, and Tyson made it his business to drive inside me like he was digging for buried treasure. The foundation shook from his pounding, and I didn’t give a damn if we would be buried under rubble because of his thrusts. I only wanted to be pounded by his merciless strokes until we fell apart.

“Come again,” he commanded, and my pussy drenched him again as if he was her commander-in-chief.

“OH!” I shut my eyes tight as my orgasm spilled, and my ears rang from high elevation.

“I can’t get enough of you,” he growled. “This pussy is so wet. I didn’t know you had that wap, girl.”

I burst into laughter on a moan. It was the most tinkling sound I’d ever given, but it must have made him hornier because he yanked me away from the wall, carried me to the bed, and fucked me into the mattress.

“Oh! Tyson!”

He slurped my nipples into his mouth, grinding into me as he planted heavy kisses on my chest, bit into my neck, and gobbled up my lips. I drowned in his intimate pleasure, revered it, and welcomed the way he filled my body with love. It was a hungry undertaking that I never imagined I’d experience. Not with him - not with anyone.

“I’m so fucking starved for you,” he said, sucking my tongue. “I’m never letting you go.” Tears filled my eyes. My heart wasfull, and I couldn’t believe this was real. “You understand me, Autumn. You’re mine.” He kissed my lips. “Mine.” He gripped my neck, withdrew his dick, and popped my pussy back to back with lashing stings from his heavy dick. “Come for me again.”

I soaked us, my body trembling in a chaotic avalanche of orgasms.

“Yes, that’s my baby.”

He drove back inside as I continued erupting and fucked me until he came.

“Fuck!” The deep sound of his voice made me tremble as passion ignited between us. Where you thought we would surely be slowing down, this raw, untamed sex only made us go harder.

And to prove it, Tyson flipped me and drove into me from behind.

Chapter 13

Tyson

Snow drifted past the windows as I watched Autumn sleep. Her curves pressed against my silk sheets, dark hair spilling across my pillows, lips slightly parted. Decades of wanting her had culminated in a night that exceeded every fantasy. My fingers traced her spine, thinking about how she’d arched under my touch, how she’d called my name, how perfectly we’d fit together.

She stirred, stretching like a cat before rolling to face me. “Good morning.”

“Good morning, beautiful.” I brushed hair from her face. “Sleep well?”

“Mmhmm. When you finally let me sleep.” Her hand slid up my chest. “What time is it?”

“Early. We have a few hours before we need to be at the Benefield.” I pulled her closer, kissing her neck. “A few hours to make up for lost time.”

“Then we better get started.”

I rolled her under me, claiming her mouth as my hands mapped her body. She responded eagerly, wrapping her legsaround my waist. Every touch and kiss felt familiar and thrillingly new - like coming home to a place I’d only dreamed about.

Being inside her cocooned us into one organism. Her pleasure ignited my drive, and I pushed in and out of Autumn, slow then hard.

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