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I want her to wake up dripping with me. I want her filled with so much of my cum I’ve got none left and she has it all. I want it to mark her so permanently, we create life.

My hand clamps around her hip, my fingers sinking into the soft flesh as I hold her steady. I drive my hips forward slowly. I sink into her, sliding in as far as I can possibly go, and then push just a little harder to make sure there's zero space left between us.

Fuck. The wet grip of her pussy swallowing me whole pulls a raspy groan out of me, and she shifts a little at the sound. I bite my lip to stay silent, to keep her asleep for as long as I can while I fuck her. It feels incredible, but the crazy part is, it doesn't feel deep enough. I want to crawl inside her skin. I want to fuse our bodies together so she can't ever leave.

Goldie lets out a soft, sleepy whimper. Her body shifts, her hips instinctively wiggling back against me in her sleep to take more of me. Even in sleep she wants to get closer.

I know the fucking feeling.

"Shh," I say, pressing my open mouth to the curve of her bare shoulder. "I just need to fuck you again. Go back to sleep."

I let my hips settle against her ass for a second, just reveling in the tight, wet heat wrapped around my cock, before I start moving. I pull back until only the tip of my dick is keeping us connected, and then I drive my hips forward, burying myself as deep as I can go.

Goldie doesn't wake up, but her body knows exactly what I'm doing. Her breathing hitches. Every time I bottom out, her hips roll lazily against me, chasing the friction.

I slide my hand up to palm her tit, my thumb rolling over her nipple until it hardens against my fingers. She lets out a soft, broken whimper that vibrates against my chest.

I lock my jaw so tight my teeth ache. I want to wake her up. I want to fuck her hard enough to hear her scream my name, but I force myself to keep the pace slow.

This feels different.

She’s completely relaxed against me, asleep while I move inside her because she told me she wanted this. Trusted me enough to close her eyes knowing I’d do it.

That gets under my skin in a way I wasn’t expecting.

For the last year, I kept trying to convince myself Delia wanted the same thing I did. I kept showing up every month ready to try again while she lied to my face.

Goldie doesn’t make me guess.

She told me exactly what she wanted, then fell asleep in my arms trusting me to give it to her.

Fuck.

I don’t know what to do with how much that means to me.

It’s a mindfuck in the best way.

The room is quiet except for the low hum of the AC, the crash of the waves outside the balcony, and the wet slap of our bodies. I pick up the pace because I can't fucking help it. The grip of her pussy is too tight, too hot, and it’s dragging me straight toward the edge. I slide my hand down her stomach, slipping my fingers between her legs to find her clit. I rub my thumb right over it, determined to make her come so she sucks up my load.

I bury my face in her messy hair, exhaling through my nose and clamping my jaw shut to muffle my own harsh breathing.

The orgasm hits me with all the force of a blind, thousand-foot drop inside the eyewall of a storm.

My balls draw up tight. I don't make a sound. I just grip her hips, leaning into her so hard she’s almost pressed flat into the mattress under my weight, and drive my cock in one last time. My whole body locks up. I shoot my cum deep inside her, emptying my balls with pulse after pulse. I pump every last drop into her, my head completely consumed by the biological need to leave her so full of me she'll be dripping with my mess for the rest of the day.

My thumb keeps up the relentless rhythm on her clit. As the last drops of my cum shoot into her, Goldie’s hips buck off the mattress. Her eyes flutter open, glassy and unfocused in the dark, right as her pussy clamps down hard around my softening dick.

She rides out the climax with a long, breathy moan, her inner muscles pulling everything I just gave her deeper inside.

"Sumner," she whispers, her voice thick with sleep.

"I'm right here," I rasp against her ear, kissing her neck.

She lets out a soft, contented sigh, her eyes drifting shut as she settles back against me and I wrap myself around her, keeping my softening dick inside her as long as I can.

My muscles finally give out, and I sink into the mattress. I'm completely satisfied, my body and my balls totally drained. But as the adrenaline fades, I notice the pitch-black sky outside the balcony starting to lift into a dark, bruised gray.

I got exactly what I wanted tonight. But the sun is going to come up in a few hours, and I have absolutely no fucking clue what I'm going to say to her when it does.