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I lick each of her nipples on my way to her mouth, my cock leaking further when she doesn't turn her head, telling me she isn't grossed out, kissing me with traces of her orgasm on my lips.

Her hands immediately wrap around me, fingernails digging into my skin when I press forward, the tip of my cock notching at her entrance as if he's been there a million times and is glad to be home once again.

"Look at me," I say as I pull my face back and urge her chin up so we can look each other in the eyes.

I press forward, fighting the urge to let my eyelids flutter closed because the first press inside of her is the most heavenly thing I've ever felt in my life. She's lush, wet, and so fucking tight, I just know I'm going to embarrass the shit out of myself in about five point two seconds.

"Robert," she whispers, her hips circling slightly as her body works to accommodate my intrusion. "Go slow."

A rush of breath slips past her lips as I lock my hips, waiting until she's ready for more.

She lifts her legs, wrapping them around my hips before flexing her body upward.

Now it's my turn to moan, my mouth hanging open as she takes me fully inside of her.

"Jesus," I pant. "Ready?"

With a single dip of her head, she gives me the permission I need.

I pull back and press forward, stars invading my vision.

Sex has never felt like this before, and I feel like I've missed so much in life without her by my side, but as I press forward again, I know this is exactly how things are meant to be. We found each other at the very perfect time in our lives.

I press my lips to hers, using one hand against the mattress to hold myself up and the other to grip her ass cheek, locking her in place so I can fill her completely.

We moan in each other's mouths, and when she slides a hand in between us, I know exactly what's going to happen very quickly.

Her fingers slowly run along her clit, the back of her hand rubbing that sensitive area just above the base of my cock.

"Not gonna last," I warn.

"Me either," she manages, and a second later, I feel her core clamp around me.

"Jesus," I growl, pulling back once more and pressing forward.

The pulse of her orgasm carries me over the edge, and it's the most perfect thing that has ever happened in my life.

My cock kicks inside of her, my own orgasm fierce and powerful.

Somehow, I manage to fall to the side of her, my arm around her back as I haul her onto my chest, cock still fully seated inside of her.

"I want that every day for the rest of my life," she whispers, her cheek pressed to my pectoral.

"Might get weird in the hospital after you have my babies," I say, knowing I didn't fuck up by not filtering my words when I feel her lips curl up into a smile against my skin.

I wrap my arms around her, holding her tight, wondering if I'll ever have the strength to let her go long enough to even grab something to eat or water before we starve or get dehydrated.

Chapter 39

Morgan

Sweat coats my skin, and my breaths are more than a little uneven.

The throb between my legs is a warning that we should probably take a break.

My need to feel him in me and all over my body argues with the reasoning.

"That was-" he pants, his arm reaching up to cover his eyes, puffs of air escaping his mouth as if he had just run a marathon.

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