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I lift my hips to meet his thrusts. My hands smooth down to his ass, and I grip his firm glutes, encouraging him to keep going. There’s nothing more humbling than watching Bryson come apart for me. I’ve had two amazing orgasms. Now, I want to watch his pleasure. “More,” I order.
He groans as he picks up the pace. His eyes flutter shut, and his lips part. Suddenly, his entire body stiffens, and he arches his back, the most primal sound coming from his mouth.
I swear I can feel the pulsing of his cock as he empties into me. It’s the most heady experience of my life. I will never forget how perfect he made this for me.
Chapter 24
Bryson
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I can’t catch my breath as I continue to hover over my girl. I don’t want to pull out yet. This is where I belong. Buried in her body. Breathing the same air as her. Listening to her tiny whimpers. Inhaling her sweet scent.
There was no doubt she was mine long before this, but now it’s so firmly solidified that I don’t even want to go to work this week. I want to lie here inside her for days on end, kissing her, making her writhe, teaching her all the ways she will come for me.
She’s going to be sore, though. I’ll need to let her heal before I take her again. She’s the most precious thing in the world, and I’ll never take this gift of hers for granted. Fifty years from now, I’ll still hold her like this and pet her soft skin as I worship her body.
“I love you.” The words tumble out of me so easily; it’s shocking. I’ve never said them to another woman in my life. I’ve never felt one-tenth of what I feel when I’m with Lillian. Even when I’m not with her.
Her slender arms snake up around my neck. “I love you, too.”
I grin at her, giddy. We may not know what things are going to look like for us, but we’re damn well going to figure it out because we have no choice. She’s it for me, no matter what changes I need to make in my life to accommodate her.
I hate that she winces when I ease out of her. “Sorry, Baby. You’re going to be sore.”
“It was worth it,” she says dreamily.
I slide down her body and rise onto my knees between her legs. I love how sated she looks, arms bent near her head, hair spread out around her, thighs flopped open…
I could stare at her for hours. After I take in her flushed cheeks, I lower my gaze to her breasts. Her nipples are hard points still begging for attention. When I shift my attention to her pussy, something primal takes over.
I’ve never watched my come leak out of a woman. My cock flinches at the sight. Our combined fluids are tinged pink, but not too bad, and I find myself stroking her folds, gathering my essence and pushing it back into her.
It’s not that I want to get her pregnant. We’re a long way from that. I’ll be too selfish to share her for a few years. But it’s fucking hot knowing my seed is inside her. “So sexy…” I mutter.
She shudders. I can feel her gaze on me. Her chest is rising and falling rapidly still. I want to drop back down and thrust into her again. My cock is as hard as it was before I came. Seeing her like this… Toying with her pussy… I want to push her legs together and force her to keep my come inside her.
I’ve lost my mind. She does this to me. She’s scrambled my brain. I don’t care. She can scramble it any time she wants.
“Daddy…”
I realize I’m plugging her pussy with two fingers when I look up at her.
She grabs my wrist and pulls my hand away from her channel.
For a moment, I cringe, thinking I’ve hurt her, but then all the air leaves my lungs when my girl reaches between her legs, gathers my come on her fingers, and brings it to her mouth.
She holds my gaze while she sucks my essence off her before doing it again.
My world tips on its axis. I can’t blink. It’s as though she read my mind, realized I hated for her to lose my come, and is swallowing it to avoid the loss. I’ve never seen anything so fucking hot in my life. I’m shaking as I watch, dumbfounded and beyond turned on.
She lowers her hand to my cock and circles it with her fingers. “Push it back in,” she begs softly.
I blink, not sure what she means.
“Make me come with your cock,” she clarifies, squeezing my dick.
I drop onto my hands, leaning over her again. “Baby, you’re too sore.”
