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My tip strains against her.

Then it's one inch at a time.

Fuck, she feels good.

It's so fucking right, her skin against mine, nothing between us.

I thank the genius who invented the IUD.

Then I let my conscious thoughts fade.

I bury myself in Emma.

She pulls me closer.

I drive deeper.

We move together until she's groaning my name.

Then she flips over. Grabs her vibrator—the one I bought her for her birthday, the first birthday of hers we shared—off the bedside table.

She brings it to her clit as she arches her back to beckon me.

I bring my hands to her hips. Hold her in place as I drive into her.

She turns her head back to stare into my eyes.

Then she's kissing me.

And I'm kissing back.

And the world is a perfect blur of her groan and her lips and her soft, slick cunt.

Fuck, the way that toy buzzes—

She comes again and again.

I rock her through every orgasm.

Until I'm there.

And we're groaning together, breathing together, coming together.

I wait until I've spilled every drop, then I collapse behind her, pull her body into mine.

Take her sex toy.

Bring it to her clit.

Make her come again.

I make her come until she's dizzy.

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After,we shower together.

She helps me soap and shampoo.

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