Page 84 of The Chemistry of Us

“Yeah, baby, just like that,” I scoffed out, biting her bottom lip. “Stroke my cock. Harder. Faster.”

She was a very good listener. Driving me to the brink of insanity.

With her, it was different, and there was no denying that.

She slid her tongue into my mouth, and I let her take the lead.

“Van, I want you.” She positioned my dick at her entrance.

I groaned, “I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anything. Are you ready for me?”

“Yes, I’ve always been ready for you.”

“I don’t deserve you. Not your heart or your pussy, but I’m a selfish bastard, and I want both regardless.”

“I’m yours forever.”

“Don’t say things you don’t understand.”

“I love?—”

“Don’t say things I don’t understand.”

“Vaughan—”

I kissed her, mostly to shut her up. I didn’t want her to have expectations after this, and I was beginning to realize she would. And still, I couldn’t stop myself.

Slowly, inch by inch, little by little, I thrust inside her. She felt incredible, like nothing I’d ever felt before. The sensation of her walls tightening around me was indescribable.

My balls ached.

“I’m right there, baby.”

She gasped, clinging to my back. “Yes…”

“Yeah? You okay?”

“Yes, I like that. Keep going.”

She moaned, fisting the sheets as her head fell back against the bed. Preparing for the pleasure my cock would bring.

Thrusting in and out, I played with her nub. Her pussy constricted every single time I massaged her clit up and down. The faster my fingers moved, the harder and deeper my thrusts became.

Squirming.

Falling apart.

“You were made for me. How are you this delicious?”

“Iwas made for you.”

Unable to confront the truth, I hid my face in the crook of her neck. Aware it wouldn’t matter in the end—she owned my heart and soul.

Always had.

Always would.

Our mouths parted, both of us panting profusely, helpless against our bodies coming together as one. She gasped the second she felt my cock hit her G-spot, and I picked up the pace of my assault.

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