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In one quick motion, I thrust forward until I was seated fully. We both moaned, and I pulled back and slammed forwardagain. “Fuck, baby. You’re so tight and wet. You feel amazing.” I pistoned in and out several times, eliciting sounds from her that I could spend the rest of my life listening to.

I froze, deep inside her.The rest of my life, I repeated in my head.

She was it for me.

The realization drove me on as I took her with so much intensity I hoped she could feel what I was feeling. I tilted forward, grabbing hold of her tits and tweaking her nipples as I drove into her again and again.

When I felt her gripping me tighter, I pulled all the way out and gave her ass another slap. “Get on top.” I lay on the bed next to her. “I want to watch you as you come on my cock.”

She smiled as she scooted closer and threw her leg over me. “Now it’s my turn to tease you.”

“Sounds perfect to me.” I dug my fingers into her hips and guided her over me.

She pressed her palms into my chest, and I raised my own hands to cover hers as she lowered herself.

“You’re so beautiful like this.”

She rose up and sank back down, rotating her hips as she did. I groaned from the sensations she was causing, never wanting this to end.

I watched in awe, studying her features, her movements reminding me of when she rode my face with abandon. Her head was thrown back as she found the right spot, sending us both closer to the edge. She felt so good. Every time my cock dragged against her walls, I wasn’t sure I would last much longer.

“Baby.” I waited until she looked back down at me. “I need you to come. You feel too good.”

She smiled, grabbing one of my hands and bringing it to where we were joined. “Touch me, Wyatt. Make me come.”

Hell yes. And I loved that she wasn’t afraid to tell me what she needed. What she wanted.

I moved my thumb in circles around her clit as she began moving quicker up and down my shaft. She threw her head back again, and I squeezed her hand still under mine.

“I want to watch you.” My voice cracked as I held on to the last thread of control I had left, ready to explode inside of her at any moment.

She looked down, and I pushed harder against her clit as she rotated her hips.

“Right there.”

I groaned as her pussy gripped me tighter, and the last thread I was holding on to snapped as my pleasure swamped me and I exploded, emptying inside her as she bucked hard against my thumb, riding out her own orgasm. We rode out the waves of ecstasy before she finally collapsed on top of me.

That was the most intense encounter I’d ever experienced, and I was ready to do it all over again.

I hugged her tightly to my chest. “Angie?”

“Yeah?”

Jesus. Those three words were on the tip of my tongue. But I had no idea how she felt or if hearing them from me would freak her out. I was a little surprised it wasn’t freaking me out. But I’d never been this sure before.

I blinked. Fuck.

There was another conversation we needed to have. Although, to be honest, that didn’t scare me as much as it should. Being with her forever. Marrying her. Having babies with her. None of it freaked me out. All of it felt right.

Chapter Twenty-Two

ANGIE

Wyatt rolledus so we were both lying on our sides facing each other. He popped up on an elbow, rubbing his hand up and down my arm.

“I messed up, baby.”

I swallowed. Please tell me he wasn’t regretting what we’d just done. I couldn’t handle that.

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