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“I can’t get enough of you, either.” I ease my hand down his back and dig my nails into his rock-solid ass, encouraging him to fuck me harder. I luxuriate in the delicious weight of him pressing me into the mattress, the way he fills me, consumes me, loves me. “Does this mean you want to start training now?” I ask as he grinds against me.

He pushes up on one arm. “I want what you want.” He holds up a small bottle of lube.

I uncap it, and he pours a little on the tip of the thin, tapered plug.

“Be a good boy and stay nice and deep.” I lift my head, and Dallas tucks another pillow under it as I look down the broad expanse of his back to the glorious globes of his ass. I slide the plug between his cheeks, and he sucks in a breath as I press against the opening.

I brush my lips over his cheek. “Look at me when I’m fucking you,” I whisper.

His gaze meets mine as I ease the plug inside, slowly, a little at a time. His mouth drops open, and his brow furrows as I push it deeper. “Well, fuck me, honey.”

“It’s good, isn’t it?” I keep going until the plug is fully seated inside him.

“Jesus.” He drops his head and nuzzles my neck. “I need to start moving.”

“Not yet, honey.”

He groans, and his arms tremble with the effort it takes to hold off, to wait for my next command.

“On your back for me. I get to fuck you now.”

One second I’m under him, and the next I’m straddling his hips. His chest heaves, his eyes on fire as his fingers dig into my skin. I fold back so my ass rests on his thick, muscular thighs and crook my finger at him. He obeys the silent command and sits up. His eyes flare, and his hold on my hips tightens. “Oh my hell.”

“Even better now, isn’t it?”

“So damn good,” he agrees.

I run my hands through his hair and rest my forearms on his shoulders as I start to move, rising until I feel the ridge at my opening before I take him inside me again. Dallas’s fingers dig into my hips and he helps move me over him. His eyes stay locked on mine, his expression fierce as he bounces me on his cock, fucking me, filling me, worshiping me.

Sweat trickles down my spine as sensation builds, every nerve ending alight with desire.

“Look at you, fucking me like the goddess you are.” Dallas fists my hair and claims my mouth as a tidal wave of sensation sweeps over me. “Do you know how much I want you? How much I need you?”

I find myself laid back on the bed, Dallas’s hips slapping against mine as he takes over, pounding me into the mattress like he’s exorcising demons from my pussy. I slide my hand down his back and press on the plug as he slams into me one last time.

He tries to bury his face against my neck, but I grip his chin with my other hand. “Eyes on mine when I’m making you come, honey.”

“Fuck, I love you.” He groans against my lips as a shudder wracks his sweat-soaked body.

“And I love you.” I kiss him softly. “With my whole heart.”

He’s mine, and I’m his. And this is just the beginning.

CHAPTER 44

DALLAS

Iwake up wrapped around Wills. My hard-on is nestled happily in the crack of her ass, and I’m protectively cupping her right breast. A piece of her hair tickles my face, but I’m too content to do anything about it. She’s the love of my life, and when she’s ready, I’ll make her my forever.

I lie there, basking in the glory of gettingthe girl. She’s always been it for me. Everyone I’ve ever dated has been measured against her. She’s the perfect woman. Bold, take-no-shit, and sweet as pie when she feels safe. And I’m the guy who gets to do that for her. Yeah, today kicks all the asses.

She hums softly and wiggles her ass. “Morning, Dallas. Morning, Dallas’s cock.”

I smile and kiss her bare shoulder. “Morning, Wills. Morning, Wills’s ass.”

“You should slide that a little lower and make it the best morning ever,” she suggests.

I abandon her breast and shift my hips back. Gripping my shaft, I run the head past door number two. Wills moans, and then moans again as I pass door number one and rub over her clit before I line myself up and push inside.

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