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She bites her lip, watching me intently. “What if I’m not?”

“As much as it’ll kill me, I’ll pull out.” I’m a lot of things, but I’ll never take advantage of her.

“Because you don’t want to tie yourself down?”

I narrow my eyes as she immediately doubts my commitment to her. “Because I won’t knock you up without your consent.”

She softens in my arms at my answer. Caressing the back of my neck, she huskily says, “If I’m giving you the choice?”

“Is that a yes to being mine?” I counter.

“Depends on your answer.”

“Do you want me to put a baby in you to prove I’m in this for the long haul? That you’re my future?” Her pussy clamps down on my shaft, almost shattering my control.

“I do want children one day, Nathan.”

I’ve never wondered this far into the future. Men like me don’t deserve one. So, I never really bothered or felt the desire. Yet peering at her beauty, being inside her, I imagine having a family with her and kids who embody her.

I realize I want it all,onlyif it’s with her.

And for the first time, hope builds inside my soul.

“Then we’ll have as many as you want,” I promise and seal it with a soft kiss. “Now tell me if I can mark and fill you up because I’m dying to fuck you, angel.”

“I’m on the-Ah… fuck!”

I withdraw and bring her down on my dick before she even finishes the sentence. Without giving her a reprieve, I drive into her hard and fast. I lose my mind at her slickness wrapped around my dick.

She’s gushing so much that her pussy makes wet noises each time I bottom out.

“Hear how soaked your cunt is for me?” I snarl, tugging her hair. “I can feel how badly it missed my dick from the way it’s sucking me deep, choking me like a vise. Nobody will fit you like I do, Ari.”

“I… I missed this… you,” she mumbles, scratching her nails down my arms.

“Tell me you love my cock fucking your tight little hole.” Her walls tighten around me even as her gaze drops to my chest shyly. I slam into her ruthlessly. “Say it.”

“I love yourcock,” a hitch in her breath, “fucking my tight little hole.”

Capturing her lips with mine, I ravage them and pull her away from the wall. Trailing my mouth lower, I bite her collarbone and leave a hickey. We stay joined as I take us into the bedroom. Once inside, I pull out and make her kneel.

Pressing on the back of her head, I aim my dick at her greedy mouth. “Suck.”

I groan when she swallows half of my shaft, her ecstatic hum traveling straight to my balls. My pretty little slut is loving our combined taste as she suckles on the head.

“So good, Ari,” I gasp, lightly thrusting. “Take me deeper in your throat. Give me those tears as you gag on my cock.”

I stare, reveling in her swollen cheeks as she deep-throats. Holding her head still, I use her mouth with brutal pumps. Stopping only after I’m satisfied when her face is a mess of tears and spit.

She’s gulping in air, pupils dilated with lust as I pick her up. Throwing her on the bed, I remove my clothes until I’m naked. I do the same to her, yanking off her dress.

The sight of her in my bed-which I never imagined would be possible again but fantasied every single day-undoes me. This is her place. In my life. In my bed.

Crawling over her, I push her knees to her chest and ram inside her opening. I set a vicious pace as I rail her pliant body.

“Oh, my god!” she cries, slapping my chest. “You’re too deep.”

“Take every inch.”