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I lick her navel. “Are you going to ask me?”

She leans up on her elbows and looks at me. “I trust you, you’re clean. You wouldn’t want me bare if you weren’t.”

“That’s right, honey. I’ll always protect you.”

I go to my knees between her thighs. She widens her legs and fuck, I can’t get enough of her. I lean into her, my hand wrapped around my rod, and position myself at her entrance. I’m doing my best to hold back and give her time to adjust, but she pumps her hips. “Please don’t make me wait anymore.”

That’s all it takes. I push into her slowly.

I don’t stop until I have her completely impaled on me. Her eyes are wide, and I can feel the sweat roll down my neck as I try to hold back. She feels good the way she’s wrapped around me, but it’s not enough. It won’t be until I can feel her pulsating around me.

“You good?”

She nods her head, and I start to move, in and out.

Her hands go to my chest, and I thrust harder, needing to go deeper. “Oh yeah, don’t stop, Huddy.”

Fuck, as if I could. I’m relentless as I thrust in and out of her. Already, I’m close to filling her up. Her pussy is soaked, and the only sounds in the room are our breathing and our bodies slapping together.

I reach between us, pressing my thumb to her clit, circling it until I can feel her pussy pulsate on my cock.

“Come for me, honey. Let me fill you up. Give it to me.”

I don’t even know what I’m saying, but right now, I’d plead, beg, and sell my soul to come. But I won’t let it happen until she does.

Her pussy is hot and starts to gush. Her body goes taut, and she has my cock in a vise. My strokes are quicker, more intense. “Fuck, let me in. Don’t stop me.”

I push her legs wider and pull her hips up, hitting her at that secret spot deep inside. “Arrrrrghhhh!” she screams.

I pummel in and out of her, shooting my seed deep into her womb. I don’t stop until she’s completely spent. Her legs fall to each side of me, and she lies limp on my bed. I look down at where we’re still connected, and I swear my dick twitches.

She jerks her head up and looks down between us. “What…”

She doesn’t get the whole question out. “I need you again.”

She’s shaking her head side to side. “There’s no way… you can’t.”

I pull out of her slowly and stand up beside the bed. I lean over to plant a kiss on her lips. “Trust me. I always want you again, but don’t worry, I’m going to let you rest… for a few minutes, anyway.”

I walk into the bathroom and turn on the hot water at the sink. I clean myself up and then after wetting a cloth, I take it back to the bedroom. She’s covered herself with the sheet, and I try not to smile. Standing over her, I gesture to her. “What do you think you’re doing?”

She glances down at her covered body. “Uh, nothing, waiting on you to get done in the bathroom.” She points at her dress on the floor. “Can you hand me my dress?”

I reach for the sheet and start to pull it, but she holds it tighter. “What are you doing?”

I don’t release my hold. “I’m going to clean you up, then I’m going to climb into bed and hold you in my arms. We’re going to rest a little bit, and then I’m going to have you again.”

She leans up. “Again? You weren’t joking about that?”

As if on command, my cock twitches. “No, I wasn’t joking about that, and let’s go ahead and get something straight, okay?”

She looks at me hesitantly. “What?”

“You don’t hide your body from me. I love the way you look. Every curve, every dimple, every bit of it.”

She looks as if she doesn’t believe me, and I call her out on it. “You don’t have to believe me if you don’t want to, but by the end of the night, I’m going to have kissed, licked, and tasted every inch of you, and you won’t have any doubt then.”

She opens her mouth, and her chest heaves as if shocked. I nod my head. “Yeah, so release the sheet.”

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