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“You’ve been wet this whole night, spitfire?” Another smack landed on her reddening ass.

“Yes.”

Her response came out as a breathy cross between a moan and a whimper.

The sound made my dick twitch in my hand as I positioned myself behind her, propping her knee up on the rail of the bed frame and admiring how perfectly spread she was for me.

“Nikki, are you on birth control?” I asked, dragging my knuckle up and down her drenched slit, my fingers dipping into the first knuckle. A nod was all she could manage. “Good, because I’m going to fill you with my cum, and I don’t think either of us is looking for fornication trophies.”

The laughter she barked out faded to moans as I grabbed two handfuls of her ass, driving my cock deep inside her. I was immediately lost in how fucking tight her pussy squeezed around me, slamming through every clench of her walls.

I knew she’d have bruises with how tightly I was gripping her hips and pounding into her, but the thought only fueled me, my hips pumping in and out of her even faster.

“Fuck. Dex,” she cried out, her hand tangling in my sheets.

“Does that feel good, baby?” I rasped. “Cause I’m in fucking heaven.”

Each thrust had my abs connecting with Nikki’s tight ass, and I couldn’t resist smacking it.

It was unreal. Pleasure like I’d never felt before.

I’d dreamt of having every part of her body in my possession. But every fantasy fell short of the reality of having her pussy stretched around me as she met me thrust for fucking thrust.

I just goddamn stood there in awe as she rode my cock.

“Fuck me,” I hissed, thrusting my hands in my hair.

“I am,” she sassed, looking over her shoulder at me and biting her lip. She fucking impaled herself on my cock, covering it from root to tip with her sopping wetness.

“You gotta be fucking kidding me with that pussy.” I stood there, hypnotized by her bouncing ass. “Turn around,” I growled when I felt myself getting close.

I’d barely slid my cock out before she turned and I was slamming back in. “Wrap your legs around me, baby.”

Then I was grinding deep inside her, hitting her clit with my pelvis. I felt her nails on my back, her eyes widening as my name fell from her lips like a plea.

“Go on. Come for me, baby,” I breathed out. Her pussy began to spasm, and I reached out and pinched her clit. I knew the second she came, she’d take me with her.

“Dex, fuck. Right there. Fuck right there,” she yelled out, her heels digging into my ass as she held me against her, coating me in her wetness as she ground her clit on me, giving herself the stimulation she needed.

My mind went vacant, knowing nothing but fucking utopia as her walls shuddered around cock and I erupted in my own orgasm, filling her with my cum.

I was like a man possessed, thrusting inside her, still fucking her senseless as we soared and fell together.

“Mine. You’re fucking mine.”

There was no way I’d be able to walk away from her. She’d captured my heart, and I only hoped she’d allow me to do the same to hers.

CHAPTER 31

DEX

EMOTIONAL TRAUMA IS WHY WE CAN’T HAVE NICE THINGS

“That was…fuck,”she whispered against my chest. We were naked in my bed, our legs tangled up.

I’d never cuddled with a woman after sex before, yet here I was, curled up with her, fucking entranced with the way her blonde hair was splayed out across my arms and chest.

Goosebumps pebbled up along her skin as I drew lazy circles with my fingers.

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