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One finger, then two, relishing at the noise her pussy was making for me. Gods, I had missed that noise. It was one that only she made, and it was a calling card to my soul. She was so fucking wet, and I knew the only thing that could satisfy that ache was my dick swelling up inside her.

I smacked her ass again, watching it turn the most stunning shade of pink with the sting, then sat up and grabbed her ass, moving her slightly so I could taste her. I spread her cheeks with my hands, admiring her swollen, glistening cunt waiting for me.

Fucking Styx.

I had to taste her. Just for a moment before I fucked her so deeply that her pussy memorized my cock.

She withdrew her lips from my dick as my tongue plunged inside her. She was so fucking addicting. The way she wiggled her ass without even realizing it and moaned my name. I pulled her hips toward me, holding her in place as I devoured that sweet pussy. Her body drooped onto the mattress, submitting to the pleasure pulsing through her.

“Fuck, you taste better than I remember,” I murmured against her clit.

“Gavin,” she whimpered, her fingers fisting the sheets. “I need you inside me.Please.”

I chuckled, my lips touching her clit. I sucked those nerves into my mouth, prompting her legs to spread wider and her chest to sink further into the bed.

“Lie. Beg. Barter… Baby, you sound so beautiful when you’re in need,” I teased her.

“I need you,” she pleaded, her ass pushing into my face.

Holding her body in place, I rose from my back to my knees. She was spread, ready, and waiting. I stroked my dick, precum spilling over the tip, and tapped it on the pink mark my hand had left behind. One sink inside her, and I might be done for. I swallowed to try and contain myself.

Grabbing her hips, I whipped her around. She landed on her back with a bounce, and I descended over her, my lips crashing into hers. She raked her hands through my hair and down my back, drawing blood to the surface of my skin as she lifted her hips.

My dick grazed her drenched pussy, making me groan in her mouth. I released her lips as I reached down and hauled her thigh to my waist, spreading her wide and positioning myself at her entrance.

I don’t know why I hesitated, but I did. I took that brief second to lock eyes with her, to truly look at her at that moment. To memorize the haze in her dilated eyes and savor her beauty and desire, my heart began to ache.

I had her in my arms. We had found each other, and once again, we had fought for this. For this moment, for this feeling, we shared.

She was mine. My Goddess. My wife. My Psyche—myChloe.

She blinked as her bright eyes glistened, and she wrapped her hands around my cheeks.

“I love you,” she whispered.

I turned my head to the side, kissing her palm, and as I slowly began to sink inside her, I whispered back, “I love you.”

A groan left me at the same time that she inhaled a harsh breath. Her head sank back onto the pillow as mine fell against her chest, and I worked myself inside her, stretching her with every leisurely stroke. Her hips angled off the bed, eagerness driving her body as she tried to take me in. Her hair spread over the pillow, her mouth sagging as she cursed and groaned. And once I was entirely inside her, I had to take another breath.

I never wanted to move from this place. Our bodies connected like this, so molded and fit and perfect. I held her leg higher with my next thrust as if I could somehow force myself deeper. I leaned down to bite the pillow of her breast, every sink of my dick inside that wet pussy sending us both over the edge. Her body rolled against mine, meeting me stroke for stroke.

We were one, our souls entwined.

“I need you to consume me,” she said as our eyes met. “I need you deeper, like—Fuck—right there.Right there—” Her head fell back when I angled myself differently, hitting that spot that would drive her wild.

“What were you saying?” I mocked, admiring the elation on her face.

“Never mind, you found it—shit—“ She began to squirm, her pussy throbbing around me. “Don’t stop,” she pleaded as her knuckles whitened on the sheets.

I shifted nearly all the way out of her with every plunge, making sure she kept that look of ecstasy on her face. Her moans grew louder and less controlled, and I felt myself beginning to tremble as I held back my release.

“Fuck, baby,” I hissed.

“Gavin, I’m going to—“

“Not yet, baby,” I pleaded as my pace picked up. “Fuck, not yet. I don’t want to move from inside you.” I buried my face in her neck as I held her bent knees by my sides, sinking myself as deep as I could possibly go.

She squealed and whimpered and begged, tears lining those beautiful eyes. I looked between us, cursing when I watched her pussy swallow my cock, and I thrusted a little faster.