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She clenches around my length and goddamn I can breathe again. And it wasn’t like I stopped, but the energy that flows through me now is molten gold.
“Make me yours in every way.”
I give in.
One second I’m being careful, the next, I’m grasping her hip and thrusting into her hard and fast.
“This is mine,” I tell her. “No man will ever touch you, or do this to you. I’ll destroy anyone who tries. You are all fucking mine, and I’ll mark you with my come every day, so you can’t forget.”
She whines and I feel her nod, her lips moving against mine in acceptance. My blood roars.
I pound her into the mattress, holding nothing back. There is only her and me, joined.
Inside her. Where I’m meant to be. The slide of our bodies together is a magic unlike anything I’ve ever felt and I have to make her come, because I can’t hold out. I’m going to come inside her, fill her with my seed, and it’s impossible to stop.
I reach between us and the moment my fingers stroke her clit she shudders and cries out, pulsing around my cock. I don’t know whether it’s the sound of her pleasure ringing in my ears or the feel of her coming on my cock that sends me over, but I’m coming with her, pushed by the knowledge I’ve satisfied my girl.
It’s all-encompassing. I’m wracked, emptying myself into her. She grips me everywhere throughout. My cock, waist, shoulders. Like she’ll never let me go.
The pleasure of her body is only half of it though. Yes, being with Jeanette is like finding the broken edges of myself slot perfectly with hers. Yes, she’s unutterably beautiful and I want her to come on my cock time after time. I want to feel her tipping me into orgasm. But as the shocks of coming ease, it’s my heart that doesn’t recover.
I’m gone for her like a black hole is gone for light. I’ll gobble up every part of Jeanette she’ll allow me to have. I’ll give and take pleasure with her until there’s nothing left of either of us but stardust and longing.
I kiss her throat, I rub my cheek against her jaw. I gently nip her ear and when she giggles and tries to pull me closer, even though I’m lying on top of her. She struggles to get me to rest my full weight on her, and I protest that I’ll crush her.
She holds me to her anyway.
Trapping her slight body under mine is better than it ought to be.
10
JEANETTE
I have never slept in a bed this comfortable, or with a blanket this perfectly warm.
But wait.
There’s a brush of movement.
The blanket is Sebastian’s arm and his chest behind me. Sebastian is kissing my neck, his arm around my waist. Everything from yesterday rushes back.
I’m not alone anymore.
He promised forever last night, and this morning he still wants me. He’s whispering words about how beautiful I am. How I’m his, and he’s mine, and he can’t wait for us to have babies together. There’re smutty words too, about how much he wants me, how every perfect part of my body was made for him.
By the time I’m wild and wailing with need, he allows me to turn in his arms. Then he’s cupping my bottom and sliding me onto his cock as we both moan with the rightness of it. Impossibly, this feels even better than last night. Without the twinge of discomfort there’s just the pleasure of him stretching me out.
And Sebastian is both rougher, more impatient, and more tender this time. He pulls me close, our fronts touching all the way down and never lets up his kiss except to murmur filthy words of love and need. But at the same time, he’s not holding back, thrusting into me hard, holding me tightly. And I love it. I cling to him and take everything he gives.
“You better come quickly,” he growls when I’m mindless with the feel of him inside me. “Your tight pussy is going to tip me over. But I won’t come until you do.”
“I…” I’m nothing but his to do with as he likes, and to do as he says. And since he tells me to come and shifts the angle to press onto my clit as he pounds into me, I do.
“Good girl.”
Those words make a fresh wave of orgasm engulf me and Sebastian gives one last hard thrust and then is shaking as he comes too. Inside me, filling me up. In that moment and the long minutes afterwards when he doesn’t let me go, softly kissing and nipping my lips, I think we might have permanently fused together. I’ve never felt so loved and cared for in my life.
“Right.” Sebastian rolls onto his back and takes me with him, and gets to his feet.
