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Our moans and groans merge into a beautiful symphony.
“Fuck, Baby. You take me so well.” My ass is spanked, and he holds onto my hips. “You have no idea how good you feel.” My hair is pulled back, and a whimper escapes my throat. He pulls me to his chest, thrusting nonstop, and nibbling on my neck.
Moaning with each thrust, he shatters my world again with his heavy pounds, driving into me deeper and deeper. It’s a beautiful intrusion. A pleasurable rapture. A blissful downfall.
My hands are half numb and shaking. “Reeve, I’m coming.”
He growls into my ear, pinches my clit and one nipple between his fingers, and then rubs them in circles until white hot blurs my vision.
My body is buzzing.
Oh fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
My scream is so loud that I’m amazed the windows aren’t shattering from the force.
The orgasm ripples through me like a tsunami, mixing with his hot spurts of cum. I ride it for as long as I can. Reeve holds me the entire time because I would have fallen on my face if he hadn’t.
“Yes, I want you full of my cum. Full of my fucking desire for more.” He pulls himself out of my center and slides his cock up my wet slit. “Such a good girl for me.”
The bed frame creaks as my back hits the mattress.
“Careful, we’ll break the bed,” I say dreamily as Reeve climbs on top of me, trailing kisses all over my body.
“That’s the plan.”
I laugh whenever his hair and stubble tickle every bit of skin they touch.
His fingers slip between my thighs again, forcing them apart. He pushes two fingers inside me and smears our cum on my belly before he licks it slowly. All the way up until he gets to my mouth. Heat explodes in my core. I spasm again. My toes tingle and curl. I part my lips, allowing him to delve inside and share the taste of our mixed cum with me.
He kisses me like every moment is the last. Tongue fucking my mouth and claiming it time and again because it’s never enough.
My heart swells in my chest.
“I will never stop falling in love with you,” he whispers, reaching for the nightstand.
“Me neither.”
He twists the key and unlocks the handcuffs. I rub my sore wrists and trace his taut abdomen that flexes against my fingers.
“Are you okay?” he asks, concern lacing his voice as the high gradually fades.
I look up at his pinched eyebrows. “I’m more than okay. I’m home.”
His expression softens immediately, and he rushes to fetch me a glass of water and a warm cloth. He sets it on the nightstandand crawls between my legs. Gently pushing them apart, he cleans me with a radiant smile that proudly shows how much he enjoys it.
“I will always be the one who satisfies every inch of you. And if I don’t, you will tell me what you want from me so I can give it to you.”
“I know,” I assure him, and he nods.
“I’m here,” he kisses my forehead and whispers, “Get some sleep. I’ll stab your nightmares if they find you.”
I grip the silky sheets with the biggest grin.
“I’ll make us breakfast in the meantime.Or lunch?I don’t know what time it is,“ he chuckles sweetly to himself as he jogs downstairs. I close my eyes, shutting out my thoughts and letting his potent scent lull me to sleep.
Water cascades over our naked bodies from the showerhead. The veiny fist by Reeve’s side indicates that he’s trying to tame himself since it’s still our first day together.
Pushing me up against the wall, he throws my legs around his thighs and yanks me up. I loop my limbs around him. My nipple is in his mouth before I even adjust to our position, and I moan at the sharp sting drifting up my body.
