Page 121 of Endgame

Dakota loves me. Dakota loves me. Dakota loves me!

I realize I should probably give her some poetic response, but that’s not us.

“It’s about damn time. It’s also time to give me some drawers in your dresser because you’re stuck with me now, baby.”

Her giggling sets my obsession with her to new heights.

“So, does that make me your girlfriend?”

She’s wiggling her cute little eyebrows at me like she’s letting me in on a secret.

She’s crazy if she thinks otherwise.

I’m letting the fucking world know who she belongs to.

“You always have been. I think you’re the only one who now realized it, sweetheart.”

My compulsive heart is in overdrive.

“I like the sound of that.”

I’m now over the small talk. I’ve groveled, and we professed our love—I need my hands on her.

At what point after that kind of proclamation is it appropriate to fuck? Asking for myself. My cock is rock hard, and there’s not a chance in hell of it going away anytime soon.

I’ve never felt bliss the way I do now. I musttouch her or be as close to her as humanly possible.

My hands reach out, pulling her soft body against mine, wasting no time in lifting her to wrap her solid, thick legs around my waist.

She feels like mine.

“Fuck talking. We’ve been waiting long enough.” We’ve been patient for too long now. I’m done holding back.

My suspicion is confirmed by the feel of her hot core against my stomach.I bet she’s already wet for me.

Can’t wait to find out.

The odds of that happening are looking pretty good right now.

“Mhmm.”

Her moans may lead to my unforeseen death. I’m so starved for this woman that I feel uncaged and borderline animalistic.

Carrying her to the small kitchen island, I sit her bottom on the countertop, giving her a second to catch her breath before I take over.

It’s been too long for me, and I know I won’t last long if I don’t do this my way.

Her body is tilted slightly back, arms wrapped around my neck, waiting for my next move.

“Goddamn, Dakota.” My hands are roaming her savagely, touching every part of her I can reach. “I haven’t been with anyone in over two years; it’s been a choice, and I don’t regret it. So, you can imagine how hard keeping myself from you has been. I’m now past the point of patience, and I’m ready to have my fill. I promised you the first time we fucked you’d be on a bed stuffed full of my cock, and I intend to keep that promise. That sound good to you, angel?”

She’s nodding faster than I’ve witnessed her do anything, and her eagerness only heats my body more. “I’m clean and on birth control. I want to feel every inch of you.”

She’s eager to please and desperate for me bare.

I can work with that.

“Thank fuck. Now, lose the shirt and let me see those tits.”

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