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“Now it’s time for the main course.”
He spreads my legs open and guides his cock into my channel. He’s bigger than anything I’ve ever experienced before. Much bigger. When I wrap my fingers around his shaft, they barely meet on the other side. But he takes things slowly. Easing his way in. Looking me dead in the eyes and gauging how much pain I’m in by the shudders and shivers I make and the little squeaks that escape from between my lips.
“You okay?” he asks.
“Never better,” I tell him, and I mean it.
The pain has started to turn into pleasure. Pure. Unadulterated. Pleasure.
I grab the back of his hair and bite down hard on his bottom lip. “Fuck me, Duke. Fuck me hard.”
He thrusts forward with his hips. Plunging his length all the way inside me. His tip pushing against my core. “Oh, Daisy,” he groans. “You’re so fucking tight. It’s like we’re made for each other.”
“We are.” I reach between his legs and massage his balls.
“You’re mine now.” Again he pulls out and thrusts powerfully into my pussy. “All fucking mine.”
“Yes, Duke!”
“Say it,” he orders. “Tell me you’re mine.”
“I’m yours,” I promise.
“Every last inch of you.”
“Yes, yes, yes!” I cry out, shouting so loud I’m sure the people staying in the room next door can hear me. “Every inch of me. My pussy. My breasts. My mouth. My tongue. My heart. It’s all fucking yours.”
“Aaarrrrgh!” He pushes himself back inside me. This time, his cock stiffens. It’s like I have a throbbing, granite baseball bat filling me up. I can’t hold on a second longer. Lights flicker behind my eyelids. My toes curl. The muscles in my feet start to cramp. A feeling of bliss like I’ve never felt before explodes through my whole body.
“Jesus Christ,” he says, laying down on the bed beside me.
I snuggle close, letting him wrap me in his arms. He kisses the top of my head. The thick silvery-black hair on his chest tickles my nose, but I’m too tired to do anything about it. Too happy to move. “That was amazing,” he says, patting my ass. “Absolutely, fucking amazing.”
“I bet you say that to all the girls.”
He brushes the hair out of my face and tilts my chin up so he can look me in the eyes. “There are no other girls, Daisy. You’re it. My soulmate. The woman I've been waiting all my life to meet.”
I reach up with my mouth until our lips are touching. “You’re not just saying that?”
“No,” he says. “I mean it. I love you, Daisy. You're the woman of my dreams.”
Epilogue
Daisy
Five Years Later…
“Come on!You have to be kidding me!” I hold the phone to my ear with my shoulder and pick up the latest stack of bills and invoices and junk mail. “You said it would be here today. You’re really screwing me, Jeff. I thought I could count on you.”
Duke slides up behind me. I don’t even realize he’s there until his hand is on my hip and his lips are pressed against the side of my neck.
I let my body relax. Close my eyes. Duke's hand climbs a little higher until it’s cupping my breast and he’s whispering sweet nothings in my ear.
“I’m trying to work,” I tell him. Covering the mouthpiece so my coffee supplier can’t hear me.
“I know,” he purrs. “You’re so damn sexy when you’re being bossy. I couldn’t just stand there and watch. I had to come over here. Touch you. Taste you. Press my hardness against your ass.”
A shudder runs through my body. Even after all these years, Duke knows exactly how to turn me on.
