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Fuck. She felt too good. I wouldn’t last.
She lowered herself until most of my cock filled her and cried out, “You’re not even fully in and I feel like I’m breaking in two. I don’t know if I can.”
“You can. Take all the time you need, Tiger. You’re perfect. You’re doing so well.” She bit down on her lower lip and squeezed my chest as she sunk all the way down, throaty moans slipping from her lips. “You’re made for me. Feels so fucking good inside you.”
“Wes,” she hissed, rocking her hips, her eyes glazed over.
“Look how perfect we fit together.” I stared at the spot where our bodies connected—skin to skin—and thanked the universe for this woman. For months I’ve imagined this moment and now she was mine.
“Yes,” she gasped, rocking her hips harder. I kept one hand on her hip, guiding her motion, and reached for her clit with the other. With a matching rhythm, I pressed into her clit as sherode my cock, harder and faster. “Feels so good… Just like that. Don’t stop.”
“Never.” I was so far gone, squeezed by her tight pussy, it would take an army to pull me out. “Come on me. Use my cock to get off.”
“I’m so close… so good.” Incoherent cries left her lips as I kept a steady pace on her clit.
Our bed creaked, sounding like it was about to fall apart but fuck if I cared. I lifted my hips, thrusting into her. Again and again. While her walls tightened like a fist around me.
“Fuck… I’m coming,” she said as she threw her head back and dug her nails into my chest. I fucking loved the feeling of her letting go. “Wes… come in me.”
Christ. Her filthy mouth was so sexy.
I flipped her onto her back and pounded into her while her pussy spasmed around my cock. “Fuck,” I grunted. “Fuck… Olivia.” My muscles tightened and my balls grew heavy… I was so close.
“Wes!” My name spilled from her lips again and that was all I needed. With one last thrust into her my cock swelled and pulsed, shooting cum deep inside her. She wrung me dry, grinding against me a few more times until we collapsed in a heap side by side, breathing hard and fast.
My body was boneless, every inch of me strung out from pleasure. I stroked her hair away from her face. “You’re so beautiful, always. But especiallyright now.”
She laughed with a breathy, raspy sound.My favorite sound.“You’re not too hard to look at yourself.”
I gathered her into my arms and she buried her face in the crook of my neck. With our bodies flush against each other, I breathed her in. I couldn’t ask for a more perfect woman.
“So… happy New Year,” she said, laughing again. “When can we do that again?”
Chapter 29
Olivia
My phone buzzed againstthe end table, waking me up. Low light filtered in from the window and rain pattered against the house. I rolled to reach my phone, but I was trapped underneath Wes’s huge arm. He was still asleep beside me.
“Hey,” I whispered. “I need you to move your arm.” He shifted and pulled my back against his chest… in the complete opposite direction of my phone.Someonewas waking up, if the hard length poking my ass told me anything. But crap, what if it was the kids calling? I had to at least check.
With careful maneuvering, I slid my body under the blanket toward the end of the bed so I could untangle myself from his hold. Except now, I was staring at his erection head-on. My mouth watered at the sight. In terms of penises, his was pretty damn perfect.
“Tiger, if you wanted to suck me off, all you had to do was ask.” Wes shifted and rolled to his back so that his cock was tenting the blanket.
I yanked the blanket down and gave him my bestyou’re an idiotgrin. “You had me trapped by your giant man-arm. I was making an emergency escape to check my phone.”
“If that’s the story you’re going with,” he said, his voice gravelly. I crawled up the bed and leaned on his chest, already turned on from our naked bodies sandwiched together. He looked at me reverently with his half-lidded, sleepy eyes and soft face, peaceful from a good night’s sleep. I’d capture this moment if I could. Hold onto it in my mind’s eye and come back here whenever I needed a reminder of joy.
“Yup, that’s my story. It’s riveting, isn’t it?”
He scooped me onto his warm chest and held me close. “All your stories are.”
Sorry, phone. You’ll have to wait.
I opened my legs so my knees fell on either side of his body and leaned forward to brush a soft kiss against his lips.He palmed my ass, ran his hands up my back, and sunk them into my hair to deepen the kiss.I couldn’t get enough of his calloused hands on me. I wanted them everywhere, memorizing my body inside and out.
He sucked my bottom lip and I whimpered. “I love when you do that.”
