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I pulsed around his fingers and his gaze darkened. My eyes tried to drift shut, but I opened them, refusing to look away as he worked me slowly, his thumb swirled around my clit while his fingers thrust into me. “Knox.”

“Your pussy is so tight my cock is already weeping to be inside her. She’s tight and wet, gonna hug me real good.” He moaned when I pulsed around him. “You like it when I talk dirty.”

“I don’t hate it,” I answered in a breathy voice.

“Your cunt loves it,” he growled. “She’s got my fingers drenched. Even my palm is wet with your arousal.”

My back arched as my hand reached out and grabbed his wrist.

“What do you want?” he asked with a slow, steamy smile. “You want another finger? You want me to fuck your pussy harder?”

I opened my mouth but the only thing that came out was a long, loud cry.

“You want me to let you come,” he finally said.

I shook my head. “I don’t think…” I began but he gave me a look that silenced me instantly.

“I know just what you need.” He leaned over my body while one hand still fucked me and teased my clit, and wrapped his mouth around one nipple, sucking so tight that before I registered the pain, my body exploded into no less than a billion pieces.

“Holy fucking shit!” I said, gasping for air.

His gaze was dark, his expression serious as he lined himself up between my thighs, the blunt tip of his cock nudged against my opening.

I braced for pain.

“Breathe, Ivy. You’re so fucking wet, so turned on it’ll only hurt a little. Promise.” He slid his cock up and down my slit, which also felt amazing.

I nodded and then exhaled as he slid in slowly. The stretch was real and I was overwhelmingly full, but the pleasure was far beyond any pain I experienced.

“Good?”

“Full.”

His dick twitched inside me. “You’re taking me so good, Ivy.” His words were soft yet rough as he continued to push in until I felt his balls.

“Oh god, I feel you everywhere.”

He leaned over me, those eyes stared into my soul as his dick dragged along my sensitive walls with every stroke. He moved slow at first, but I was so wet, so sensitive as I pulsed around him that his thrusts turned erratic.

“Ivy,” he growled. “Fuck, you feel good.” His breath was hot on my face, his hips moved faster and plunged deeper.

“Knox,” I warned as that telltale pleasure built up again.

He nodded, moving one hand between us with a slow smile I didn’t understand until his thumb and forefinger found my clit and pressed down on either side of the sensitive nub. “Let go,” he commanded.

And just like the obedient girl I’ve always been, I let go. My body was on fire as I came so hard that my body no longer felt like mine. My pussy pulsed quickly and then slammed hard around him.

“Fuck,” he shouted and fell to his forearm. “Ivy,” he roared my name when he came.

My body shook uncontrollably, the feel of him pumping into me and filling me, was more erotic than I expected. “That was totally fucking insane.”

He laughed. “That was…you made me lose myself. I should’ve been more careful.”

I shook my head. “No way. That was better than it ever was when I imagined it.” I closed my eyes and let myself feel this moment when our bodies were connected, hot and slick with sweat. “It was perfect, Knox. Truly perfect.”

“I’m glad,” he said before his lips found mine in a kiss that felt like, not love, but connection and desire, maybe even affection.

And best of all, when Knox pulled back and his dick slipped from my body, he didn’t turn away or put distance between us. He pulled me against his chest and kept me there, with one hand, heavy and warm on my back, until I stopped shaking and my breathing evened out, and sleep pulled me under.