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He draped my thighs over his shoulders as he eased himself down on the chair.

“Time for dessert,” he stated, dragging the strawberry over my throbbing clit.

“Ah,” I cried out, my hand searching for something to hold on to.

His mouth clamped over my clit, sucking it dry while he trailed the fruit all over my pussy, lacing the juices with my own.

“I’ve never tasted anything better.” His lips replaced the fruit—licking all the juices clean.

My mouth fell open when he dipped the fruit inside me, swirling and pumping it.

“Now for the best part,” he growled before his tongue sank into my pussy, eating the strawberry out of me while he rocked my clit.

I couldn’t hold it anymore. I burst open, screaming his name as I came. Waves and waves of intense pleasure blinded my mind. Only the dots of sparkling flames filled me.

It was delirious, consuming, and intoxicating.

“Hi,” he whispered when I came back to reality.

“Hey,” I rasped out, my throat and lips dry.

The hiss of the zipper cracked through the air, and tension only sizzled further when his jeans fell, revealing his hard, throbbing cock.

In a quick movement, he slammed into me and started to fuck me at a relentless pace, and I loved every second of it. The sound of our thighs slapping filled the air, and my breath hitched when he leaned forward, hooked his arms around my shoulders, and lifted my weight off the table.

The angle only made his cock stroke the deeper parts of me.

“You take my cock so good, Evelyn,” he grunted as he rammed his cock steadily into me. I was moaning incorrigible things at this point because my brain cells were fried.

Only pleasure—that was all I felt, and it was exhaustingly beautiful to think of nothing but pleasure. Then it only heightened, and I broke apart for the second time tonight. It wasn’t long before Jay growled my name, crashing me back on the table as he spilled inside me over and over again. The warmth that filled me was hypnotizing.

It took about ten minutes for me to get my bearings, and even then, I couldn’t lift a finger.

My eyes dragged to the devious giant lying on his side, tracing a finger over my chin. “When I planned to feed you strawberries tonight, this isn’t what I had in mind,” I mumbled.

He threw his head back and laughed.

My heart softened at that sound, melting my soul. God, I loved this man.

CHAPTER 18

“Coffee for you,” a soft voice stirred me awake.

I blinked, groaning when the sharp sunlight hit my eyes. “Too early,” I muttered, rubbing my eyes.

“Not really. It’s eight.”

“Still early,” I mumbled, holding the sheet to my chest as I leaned against the headboard, grabbing the coffee from him.

A happy sigh left my lips when I sipped in the goodness. Why the hell did I love coffee so much? I had no idea, but I wasn’t complaining.

Through my side-eye, I watched as he poked open a strawberry milk and happily sipped.

“Strawberry milk? So early in the morning? What would the mean-ass Jay say?”

“That fucker is gone. He only likes to show up to torment a certain someone.”

“What did I ever do to deserve that?” I mumbled under my breath, sipping more coffee. Only then did I realize that I hadn’t told him the news.

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