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I unhooked my bra, letting my breasts spill free. Enjoying the way Casper frowned impatiently, I shimmied out of my pants and underwear. Casper’s full attention was on me. His eyesgleaming with unbridled lust as he watched me run my hands over my body and down between my legs.

“I’ve missed you, Casper. Having you inside me. My pussy craves you. Don’t you miss me too?”

With frustration in his eyes, he signed, “More than I’ve ever missed anything in my entire life. Hurry up and sit on my cock. I can’t wait much longer.”

That was exactly the reaction I’d hoped for. I wanted him to ache for it as bad as I did. To stop holding himself back. He may be content to sit back and let me take the reins for now but I was determined to change that.

“Now now. You’re not the one in control, remember?” I flashed him a teasing grin. “Of course, we can always change that if you prefer.”

Casper’s brow arched, and he shook his head while rolling his eyes. Holding tight to his shaft, I positioned myself above it, running the head along my wet slit. Only when I felt him vibrating with anticipation did I lower myself onto him.

Slowly. Taking him inch by inch. Making him crazy. Casper clenched both hands into fists, like he was trying to keep himself from touching me too much. So I touched myself for him. Doing all I could to encourage him to stop holding himself back.

Running my hands up my body to cup my breasts. Pinching my nipples into hard points. I threw my head back, moaning as I slid up and down his cock. It felt so fucking good to have him inside me again.

I knew he felt the same way. The rise and fall of his chest quickened. His eyes locked onto our joined bodies, watching his cock disappear inside me over and over. I did my best to take it slow. To drive him fucking mad with want.

“You’re seriously testing me here, flower,” he signed. “I’m going to lose my goddamn mind.”

“Then do something about it,” I taunted. “Stop holding yourself back and be with me here in the moment. Trust yourself. I trust you, Casper. Completely.”

As he pondered my words, I continued to impale myself upon his shaft. Slow teasing motions. Pausing when he was buried balls deep inside me only to slowly drag myself back up again.

He raised his hands to sign, stopping himself a few times before he finally got the words out. “If at any point it’s too much for you, tell me to stop. Everything comes to an end if you say the word.”

Clearly he needed this to feel better about taking me the way he wanted to, so I was happy to give him that. I nodded. “Deal. I’ll let you know if I’m feeling uncomfortable.”

Casper sat up, his arms going around me as he hungrily consumed my mouth. Rolling me over beneath him, he stopped fighting it, letting himself go. He grabbed both of my arms, pinning them to the pillow above my head. He easily held my wrists with one hand while his other hand tightly gripped my throat. Trapping me beneath him, he began to fuck me like a rabid beast.

My eyes rolled back in my head as absolute pleasure overtook me. Being at his mercy, subject to his desires, was exactly what I’d wanted. He momentarily choked off my breath, just long enough to give me a rush before allowing me to breathe again. Moans spilled from between my lips. Whispered pleas as I begged him for harder and faster.

Casper was happy to oblige. He pounded into me with a fierceness that spoke volumes. He may have been holding back, but he’d wanted this as badly as I did. Needed it. My body opened up to him, welcoming him back.

Having him take me this way, claiming me the way only he could, it helped me heal. Like I told him before, it helpedto cleanse the remnants of Jace from my body, mind, and soul. Making it so that I only belonged to Casper. I felt like a weight had been lifted. Like a burden I’d been carrying had been taken from me, and I no longer had to crumble under its hold.

Casper’s lips were all over me, like he couldn’t get enough. He kissed my neck before biting hard enough to make me yelp. His teeth bruising my skin. He followed up by sucking on my wounded flesh, leaving his mark behind.

His hand moved to my breast. Caressing it gently before squeezing it with a possessive hold, like he would never let me go. Every part of my body he touched was left feeling owned by him. Each thrust took me higher. Breaking down the walls recent events had built between us. Making us whole again.

“Casper,” I moaned, tugging against his hold on my wrists. “I need to feel you.”

He held on a moment longer, driving especially deep into me before releasing my wrists. Hungry for every part of him, I dragged my fingernails down his back to his ass, clutching tight as he continued to thrust inside me. Feeling the way he drove deep with every entry.

When he hooked one of my legs over his arm, pulling it up so he could watch as he buried himself inside me, my moans became cries. Closer to a scream with every rising swell of pleasure. I became oblivious to everything but the two of us rising higher together, ready to explode like a firework.

Happy fucking new year.

I came all over his cock while struggling for breath. Writhing and begging, for what I didn’t know. Every stroke of him inside me intensified the sensations. For several long, blissful moments, I hung suspended in absolute magic.

As Casper drew closer to his own release, he buried his face in my neck. His breath was hot against my skin. His entire body tensed seconds before he filled me with his cum.

Pressing deep within me, he held himself there, his cock twitching as my inner walls squeezed him tight. I almost thought I was imagining it when he softly murmured in his raspy voice, “I… love you. Luna. My… flower.”

I flung my arms around him, hugging him tight. Replaying those precious words over and over again in my mind. I knew I may not hear his voice as much as I’d have liked. I was fine with that. Casper could speak as much or as little as he wanted, and I would love him more than anything regardless. Still, those few words filled my heart. Making it burst with joy.

Stroking my hands through his hair, I whispered, “I love you too, baby. I’m yours. Only yours. Always.”

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