Page 78 of Fabulous Filthy Friend

She’s mine.

In every fucking way.

Every gasp and mewl. Each spasm of her body. The way her mouth falls open in ecstasy. All of it. Mine.

Mine.

Mine.

Mine.

My thrusts grow more erratic as Rach finally stops twitching under me, the hot walls of her cunt finally dragging out my orgasm. I grit my teeth and empty myself inside her with one more final slam of my hips.

“Fuck, Rachel…” The curse slips out in a rush of breath. “Fuuuuuck.”

When did I become so fucking inarticulate?

Apparently, the moment my dick slipped inside Rachel Fury.

She collapses under me, but I hold her up and pull her against me until she’s upright on her knees and my heaving chest presses against her bare back. I kiss along her sweat-slickened neck and push her soft caramel hair over her shoulder to get better access.

Fair skin touched by a pink blush glows in the moonlight filtering in from the window, begging for my touch. My kiss. My tongue. I want my mouth everywhere. All over her. All fucking night.

The scent of her shampoo and something that’s all Rachel envelops me, and I inhale deeply and slowly drag a finger down her spine, sending her shuddering against me. “Dammit, Rachel.” I kiss her neck. “Fucking perfect.” I kiss her cheek. “Fucking beautiful.”

She whimpers and sags back even more me. I plaster kisses along her hot skin again and let my cock slide from inside her. A whine slips from her lips, and I turn her slightly to scoop her up into my arms.

Her eyes flutter open but aren’t quite able to focus yet, and she wraps her arms around my neck. “Where are we going?”

I flash her a grin. “To get you cleaned up.”

She hums low, closes her eyes, and presses her cheek against my chest, nuzzling tighter, like she can’t get close enough—and neither can I.

Is this a fucking dream?

It sure feels like it.

The best dream I’ve ever had.

Literally the woman of my dreams in my arms, sated after I just gave her exactly what she’s needed for so long. What no one else could ever give her.

I never thought this would happen. That we could be here like this. It was always a lost cause, and so far beyond my reach, it wasn’t even worth thinking about unless I wanted to be miserable and punish myself.

For so fucking long, I convinced myself that any attraction Rachel might have toward me would and could never lead anywhere because what we wanted and needed were two different things, no matter how much we cared about each other.

It may have taken me being someone else to break down the wall between us and shatter both our misconceptions about each other, but that doesn’t change who we are at this moment.

We’re Flynn and Rachel, not HRD4U and INEEDSOMED.

And now…

My fantasy woman is in my arms…

With my cum inside her…

In my house…

And soon, she’ll be in my bed.

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