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“Oh God… yesss…” My hips grind against his hand almost instantly, needy for him.
“Fuck, you’re so wet… so perfect for me, baby…” he groans as he works me over, my body tingling from the precise way he’s playing with me.
“Sawyer,” I pant out in warning, feeling my orgasm already building as he rubs against that spot inside me that makes me tremble.
“That’s it, fuck my fingers,” he says gruffly, before his lips claim mine again, and I moan into his mouth.
“Please keep going, please…” My back arches, his hand not stopping, taking me all the way to the edge.
“Yes!Sawyer!”I start to cry out, before he covers my mouth with his, and I come powerfully.My body shudders, my moans and whimpers falling on his lips as his fingers slow.
He pulls his head back to look at me.“I’m not finished with you yet.”
I smile, a wanton giggle leaving my chest.I was hoping he wasn’t.
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Ithink I’m fucked.Actually, no, I know I’m fucked.This woman lying naked underneath me, looking perfect, flushed and still eager for me, has me completely bewildered about what I saw in every other woman who came before her.
As she catches her breath, I reach over to my side table and grab a condom, sheathing myself quickly.
“I’m so fucking hard for you, it hurts,” I admit.I’m so close to coming just from her little moans and the way she responded to my fingers.
“We can fix that,” she teases, and I grin like a fool.God, I would do anything for this woman.I would buy her land, I would punch a guy at a bar, and I sure as hell am going to make her forget about it, just like she asked.
“Lift your hands above your head,” I demand, and she complies immediately as she bites her bottom lip in anticipation.When she moves, her body arches in that way that makes me nearly feral for her, her breasts full, her curves so sexy.“Spread your legs, baby.Let me in.”
Again, she does as I ask, all with a coy smile.I lean over, settling in between her thighs as I grab on to her wrists above her head with one hand.As I slide into her slowly, her eyes roll back, enjoying the stretch of me as I grit my teeth, willing myself not to come straightaway.
“Fuck yeah…” I breathe out as I start to move.She feels amazing, she looks amazing.She is amazing, and she’s with me.Here in my bed, doing what I ask of her, and me giving her what she needs.
“Oh God, I love when you go deep like that,” she moans as I thrust inside of her, feeling her body clench around me, watching as her breasts jiggle with every thrust.
“You feel so goddamn good,” I grit out, my other hand lowering to her leg and lifting her knee up, sinking into her deeper and making her gasp.
“Sawyer… yesssss.Right there,” she pants, her eyes locking on mine, and my balls tighten.
“I want to fuck you like this every day.Every fucking day…” Letting go of her wrists, she keeps them in place, gripping on to the sheets above her, and I grab her other knee.Pushing her legs wide, I fuck her nice and hard, as deep as I can go, relishing her whimpers and pants as her body tenses beneath me.
I watch her second orgasm start to build as she bites her lip, trying to hold back her moans as her head pushes back, body arching.She’s close, and so am I.
“I want to taste you every morning, finger-fuck you every lunchtime, and then make you squeeze my cock like this every night.”I’m dizzy with desire for her.I can’t get enough of her.I’m currently inside her and already wanting so much more.
“Every day.Oh, oh God.”Her voice grows louder, but the kids are asleep, and there are a few rooms between us, so I let her cry out as she comes, my name on her lips, and I follow her instantly.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.Annabelle!”I groan, the sound rumbling from deep in my chest as her body clenches on to mine, before she lies back, spent, a light sheen to her forehead.Leaning over, exhausted, I trail small kisses all over her, everywhere I can reach without moving.
She giggles, her arms wrapping around me.“That tickles.”Her body jolts a little as I kiss her side.
“Where?Here?”I ask her, doing it again, enjoying hearing her laugh after what has been an emotional night.
“Sawyer!”she squeals and bats lightly at my shoulders, balling up.I grab her then, carrying her to the bathroom, and we hit the shower, washing the day away together.And because I can’t help myself, I fall to my knees, wanting another taste of her before bed.
We lienext to each other, the house quiet, the faint glow of the moon slithering into the room.We fell asleep as soon as we got back into bed after the shower, but it’s now just after three in the morning, and we’re both awake.The two of us were hungry for each other after a few hours of rest, and now, after having her come on my tongue again, we’re relaxed and cozy.
“Do you see your mom much anymore?”she asks as her fingers trail along my abs.
