Page 40 of Autumn's Coming

“Turn,” he whispered. I nodded and did so, hiking my skirt up over my ass.

I closed my eyes, listening as he unzipped his pants.

I was already dripping—there was no need for prep work.

But still, he ran his fingers over my sex, letting out a soft groan of satisfaction.

His body leaned against mine.

I bit my lower lip.

He slid into me.

I hoped it always felt this good.

I held my breath, tilting my hips back toward him. “Oh, fuck, Cody.”

He put his hands on my hips and moaned.

It was the most breathtaking sound.

He held me steady, thrusting slowly into me.

He felt so big.

I moaned, lifting one hand to my mouth to muffle the sound.

His body felt so right against mine.

I gasped quietly, rocking back to meet him. He buried himself completely with each stroke, making sure I knew I was his.

I never wanted to be anyone else’s.

“Autumn,” he groaned, leaning over me. He panted softly in my ear, thrusting harder, faster.

“Fuck me.” My voice came out soft, high, desperate.

I wanted this all the time.

I wanted him to fuck me like this every single day, for the rest of my life.

God, he was getting me so close.

I lowered my free hand, reaching under my skirt to rub tight circles over my clit—not that I needed it, it would just make this sweeter.

I gasped, my body heating up with every thrust. I was so close, so close—

I pushed down on him, my hips bucking, legs trembling. His hands were the only thing keeping me up. I slapped my hand firmly over my mouth, muffling my own cries.

Cody grunted in my ear, thrusting into me one more time.

I felt him finish inside me.

I was his.

He leaned against my back, holding me steady. He pressed soft kisses to my shoulder.

I smiled sleepily. “I love you.”

“What?” He lifted his head, but his voice sounded pleased.

“I said I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

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