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I’ve never moved faster in my life. I grab the back of my t-shirt and rip it off me, then roll to kick off my boots and shove down my pants and underwear.

When I kneel over her, my cock stands up, hard and leaking at the tip. I grasp the full knot and squeeze to put the brakes on.

Lainey stares at it, her eyes round. “Oh. I felt it was…big. But I didn’t know…” She reaches forward, then stops and glances up at me. “Can I?”

I settle on my heels to offer myself to her. “Yeah, baby. Touch it, stroke it, it’s yours.”

Her fingers wrap around my shaft, and I barely bite back a groan. Her palm is soft and small compared to mine, but when she runs it down to the knot and up to the head, I know I’ve never felt a more perfect touch.

“Let me touch you,” I beg. I lean over her to kiss her, desperate to feel her underneath me. “I need to⁠—”

In answer, Lainey parts her thighs, opening herself to me. My gut tightens at the sight of her slick, pink lips. My hand fucking trembles as I cup her between the legs, and my fingers slip right inside her because of how ready she is.

“Fuck, baby, is this all for me? You’re wet for Daddy?”

She called me that, and I nearly came in my godsdamned pants. I want to take care of her, make her mine in every way, and the name sounds so fucking right.

Lainey’s eyelids flutter, and she licks her lips, then confesses, “Yeah. I thought of how you held me…before. When I couldn’t move, and you made me come so hard.”

Her fingers tighten around my length, and I know she’s imagining my cock so deep inside her, her legs trapped, completely at my mercy.

“You like me in control?” I can barely get the words out. I’m so focused on this woman, on how I can make her feel good and create more memories that will make her gush like this. “You want me to take over and tell you how I’m gonna fuck this pussy?”

I push two fingers inside her. It’s a tight fit, but she’s so damn slick. Her eyes go glassy, and her lips part on a gasp. I wish I could capture this moment in a painting, but I’ll have to do with the knowledge that it’ll be forever imprinted on my brain.

“I want to participate, too,” she tells me. “I don’t want to just lie there⁠—”

“You won’t,” I assure her. “We’ll do this together, always. But right now, I want to flip you over and fuck you raw. I’ll knot you so deep and fill you with my cum until you’re dripping. Does that sound like something you want?”

Her inner muscles squeeze around me, and I grin. It’s answer enough, but I pause my movements and stare at Lainey, waiting for her agreement.

I need her all in, committed, and I won’t give her what she clearly wants unless she tells me.

But Lainey turns the tables on me. She slides her hand from my cock to my heavy balls and cups them, giving them a light tug.

“Yes, Daddy. I want all of that.”

My brain blanks out at the new sensation. I groan, my hips snapping up without my volition. Then I catch myself and glower down at my wicked woman.

“On your knees. Now.”

Her face flushes, the redness spreading down her neck, to her perfect tits, but she obeys immediately, scrambling to put herself on her hands and knees.

I’m left staring at her full ass, and I grit my teeth, willing myself to hold on. A part of me is screaming that I should jack off like this, come all over her smooth skin and mark the dimples on her back with ropes of my cum.

But until she’s round and pregnant with my kid, I’m not wasting a drop of my seed.

I smooth my palm over her ass, then dip my fingers in her pussy again. “Fucking beautiful.”

She rocks her hips back, trying to fuck herself on my hand, and I grin. She thought she was just going to lie there and take it? Not in a million years.

“You want my cock, baby?” I move until my knees are wedged between hers and spread her legs farther apart to open her up for me. “It’s a lot bigger than my fingers.”

“Bowen,” she whines. “Why are you making—oh!”

I remove my hand and push into her in one brutal push. My cockhead sinks inside, and I make it about halfway before she clamps down around me. She shivers, dipping her head between her arms.

“That’s right.” I stroke her back, letting her know I’m there for her. “You can take me. Now be good and let Daddy in.”