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Any semblance of control I had slips as my lips find hers. I kiss her hard, demanding every bit of her mouth to fuse with mine, and she gives it willingly, devouring me back.

Iris lifts her legs, placing the soles of her feet against my ass, letting me know she’s ready. I can’t just ram my cock into her. That would be too much, too rough even if she’s asking me to do it that way.

But I push my hips forward as the tip of my dick drives into her at an excruciatingly slow pace. She lets out a small moan before she whines at the speed with which I’m moving.

But she doesn’t have to wait long. As soon as my cock is fully inside her, I pull back and drive into her harder and deeper than the first time.

Her fingernails bite into the skin at my sides as she holds on to me, our bodies moving as one. I’ve never felt something so carnal before. It’s like I’m not in control of everything that is happening.

“Fuck,” I groan into her mouth, wishing I could make my body move faster.

It doesn’t feel like enough. It’s as if I am chasing a high that I can never attain, no matter how quickly I move or how deep I go.

It doesn’t take long before Iris is panting, and her body is tightening below me. But to my utter surprise, she uses all of her strength to push me over, putting herself on top.

My hands find her breasts as she starts to grind on me, taking over the entire situation. The view is out of this world as she tips her head back, hair spilling down, almost grazing my thighs. Her body comes up and thrusts down so hard, I almost become winded by the force. She is going for it, taking me harder than I was willing to take her.

“I won’t last,” I tell her through gritted teeth, knowing her pace is something that will push me over the edge quicker than I ever thought possible.

She ignores my words, moving faster, grinding harder against me. She is using me, and far be it for me to stop her.

I hold out for as long as I can, which isn’t long compared to other times in my life. With Iris above me, using me like I’m her personal comfort toy, I can’t stop what is happening.

My entire body locks up as the orgasm crashes over me, stealing my breath and making my entire body come alive. Iris follows me over the cliff,moaning out her pleasure for half the neighborhood to hear.

She collapses forward, our hearts beating at a frantic pace in time together. “I’m sorry,” she says, her voice rushed and harsh. “I couldn’t stop.”

“Don’t ever apologize for taking what you want and need, baby.” I trail my fingers down her bare spine, following the path to her ass. “It’s yours for the taking.”

She pushes herself up on one hand and stares down at me. “Is it always supposed to be this good?”

“What?” I ask, my eyebrows pulled tight.

“Relationships.”

I haven’t had a ton of experience. I was always more of the casual type of guy. Anything I had that lasted longer than a few weeks happened during high school, and I wasn’t banging my way through the female students.

“I don’t know, but it will be with us,” I promise her.

She smiles, making my heart stutter in my chest as she lies back flat against me. “I like that.”

“Me too, baby. Me too,” I tell her with my cock still buried inside her, although it’s slowly making its way out.

I close my eyes, focusing on our hearts beating together, and drift off, dreaming of the woman I’ve waited for my entire life.

We are summoned before noon.My father heard about what happened last night from my grandfather. I thought the old man could keep his mouth shut for once, but of course, he had to open his big yap.

“First, are you okay?” Dad asks Iris.

Iris nods as she runs her hands down the front of her jeans as she sits in front of my dad. We’re in the kitchen at my parents’ house, and Tilly’s gone, already at the bakery for hours.

“What happened?” he asks me, not her. “I want to hear it from you.”

“Am I in trouble here? Last time I checked, I am a full-grown man.” I take one of Iris’s hands in mine, trying to calm her already frayed nerves.

He draws in a deep breath, the same way he used to when I exasperated him when I was a little kid and he needed a moment to compose himself. “You’re not in trouble, Brax. I just need to know what happened in case there’s any blowback.”

“Blowback from what? We already had the blowback, and his name was Lucas.”