Page 108 of Fortress of the Cursed

A lump forms in my throat, and I try to remember how to breathe.

“That makes me happy too,” I tell her.

I start to move, pulling my dick out, and then, slowly sliding back in as my eyes watch where we’re joined.

I’ve never seen anything so perfect. She’s tight. She’s so fucking tight.

Everything feels like the first time again.

Everything feels like I’ve got a miracle.

“You’re so tight,” I whisper.

“You’re so big.” She laughs as I look up to see her watching me.

“I’m not that big.”

“Uh, yes you are, Fynn. Just like I remember.”

It turns me on that we were each other’s first, and here we are again, back together. I never want to let her go.

She’s fucking mine.

“Say it,” she prompts.

I frown. “Say what?”

“That I’m yours.”

It’s like she can read my goddamn mind.

I grin. “You’re mine.”

“Tell me.”

“You’remine,Sage.”

“I want to be yours.”

“This pussy is mine.” I pull out and slide back in slowly, letting her feel all of me. “This body. Everything.”

I roll my hips, thrusting when I slide in.

She groans. “Oh yes.”

“My cock’s so hard for you.”

“So hard,” she breathes.

“Feel what you do to me?”

“Yes.”

I thrust harder, tempted to get up onto my knees and drive it home…

“Your hole is so tight.”

“Oh, God.”

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