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“Well, I’ve known you for two days, and if I tell you I have the overwhelming urge to fill you with babies and spend my life trying to fix all the shit that dude broke, you’re gonna think I’m crazy.”

I lift my leg and breathe heavy against his touch.“Are you crazy?”

“I told you,” he grins the softest, most handsome grin I’ve ever seen, “I’ve been feeling insane since the second we met. You okay with that?”

I breathe heavily as his lips close in on my neck, waiting for an answer. “Yeah… I think I might be.”

Fast and hard, he crashes against my skin, scraping his teeth against my shoulder with a growl as his hands grip me tight. His cock presses into my stomach and my pussy is throbbing.

Oh God, I want him so badly. The anticipation is killing me.

“Fuck, kitten. I can smell your excitement.”

My arms wrap around his neck as he kisses me hard and fast, his tongue sneaking into my mouth with a heavy groan. There’s no way in hell I’m stopping this. The entire house could be on fire, and I’d insist that Boone keep touching me.

I tug his shirt up over his head, exposing his hard, hairy chest. I’ve never seen anything so perfect, never felt anything so divine.

He pulls the strap of my sundress down to the floor, and in a moment, I’m in front of him with nothing but cotton panties in place. Thankfully, the sun has nearly set, and the kitchen is dark except for the light from the moon that shines in from the side window.

“You’re so beautiful,” he groans lowly, kissing me harder, moving down my neck and onto my breasts, suckling each nipple hard and fast before scraping his teeth over the buds. “I need to fuck you, kitten. I can’t stop thinking about it.”

“Yeah?” I pant, more excited than I’ve ever been in my life. I hate to stop and compare, but it’s hard not to notice the difference in the way Boone is with me versus the way Gary was. Boone is rough and passionate. Gary was… none of that. Not even in the beginning.

“Touch yourself for me,” Boone groans before sliding his palm against my soaking core. “I want to watch what you do.”

My stomach tightens as his request sends my nerves into a flurry of excitement and apprehension. I’ve never been asked to masturbate in front of anyone. I don’t even do it on my own, or at least I haven’t in months.

He lifts me up and sets me on the dining room table, tugging my panties off as he stares at me. “Touch yourself, kitten. Show me that little pink pussy.”

Not wanting to look as nervous as I feel, I bend my legs back and spread them wide, tucking my hand against my swollen lips before circling my clit with a moan.

I’m sure I look like an ogre in real life, but in my head, judging by the way his eyes are devouring my every move, I feel beautiful, seen, admired, cherished.

God, I feel valued. Why does that feel so good?

I rub my clit harder and faster as he strokes his cock beside my face. “Kiss my cock, kitten. Get me ready for your tight, little pussy.”

I bite my lip and slide onto his thick cock, gagging as he presses it deeper into my throat.

“That’s fucking amazing,” he growls, reaching between my legs to slide his fingers into me. “Don’t stop touching yourself. You look so fuckin’ good.”

I’m pretty sure no one has ever been more turned on in their lives.

“You want me inside this pussy, don’t you?” He thrusts his fingers deeper as his cock slides in and out of my mouth.

I moan in approval and he growls again, sending a shiver down my spine as I try to keep focus on circling my clit, but it’s a difficult task when all I want to do is climb all over him and ride.

“You’re so tight. Does my little kitten love being stretched out?” he grunts as he thrusts his cock deeper into my throat. “Take my cock. I’m so hard for you.”

A shiver goes all the way through me, and suddenly, I explode, moaning, convulsing, my thighs squeezing.

“Oh fuck,” he growls, looking at the come on his hand. “I want to taste you, then I’m gonna fill you up.”

I lift my back off the table taking his hand with me as I squeeze his wrist and moan around his cock.

When I finally come down from the high, he pulls from my lips, licks his fingers, and buries his head between my legs, licking and growling as he moves his beard back and forth.

Oh my God! I dig my hands into his strong shoulders and my cheeks flame. “Don’t stop!”

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