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But it’s too intense. Bowen’s cock is so thick, my body had trouble accepting it, but now that he’s deep in my pussy, the fullness is incredible, unlike anything I’ve ever experienced.

“You feel so good,” I whine, rocking my hips back. Instinct takes over. “So full. God, don’t stop!”

“I’m not,” he promises as he picks up his pace. “Never letting you go.”

I squeeze my eyes shut because this is too much—too intense. “I don’t think I can—again. I don’t⁠—”

“You can.” He strokes my back, then curls his body over mine to cup my tits. “I know you can. You’ve been incredible. Give me one more, and I’ll give you my knot. All my cum. I’ll fuck it so deep, baby.”

The first pinch of his fingers on my nipples has me crying out. I’m sensitive, but when he lessens the pressure, I grab his wrist.

“Don’t you dare stop!”

Bowen’s hoarse laugh tells me he’s barely hanging on, but he keeps up the steady rhythm, grinding into me in exactly the right place to…

“Oh!”

The first shimmer of my orgasm starts deep in my belly, and I lock up, my body poised on the edge.

“Fucking perfect.” Bowen plants a messy kiss on my neck, then squeezes my nipples again. “Come for me, Lainey.”

He slams into me again, and I dive over the cliff. Scrunching my eyes shut, I rock my hips back to impale myself so deeply on his length, then let go. Heat explodes from my pussy, shaking me, rushing through my veins.

In that moment, Bowen presses forward to sink his knot deep inside me. My throat closes up, and my scream of pleasure is a silent gasp as I clench helplessly around his thickness.

“…baby, yes. So good, so fucking—ah!”

Floating in my bliss, I only half hear his words. Bowen shouts, and his grip on my waist tightens. He snaps his hips up once, twice, then shudders behind me. His cock pulses inside me, and the hot rush of his cum shoots deep into my pussy.

He drapes himself over me and hugs me to his chest, his hot breaths sawing in and out over my overheated skin.

“You okay, Lainey? I wasn’t too rough?”

His voice is hoarse, but I hear the hint of worry in it.

I tap his arm to get him to roll us to the side. We’re still joined together by his thick knot, and every move we make produces filthy, wet sounds, but I don’t care—I only know I need him to hold me right now.

I wrap his arm around my waist and squeeze my back against his heaving chest, then reach back to run my fingers through his messy hair. He presses a kiss to my cheek, then nuzzles my neck, taking deep whiffs of my scent.

“It was perfect.” I bring his hand to my lips and kiss his knuckles softly. “I didn’t know my body could do…that.”

He wraps his arms around me again. “Yeah? That’s good to hear. This was…gods. I’ve never come so hard in my life.”

I preen at his admission. “Mm. I like that. I think we’re off to a good start.”

He pulls back and peers at me. “A good start? Ma’am, I’m more than a decade older than you. I need ten minutes to recharge.”

I squirm against him, and he narrows his eyes.

“Fine, five minutes, tops.”

I giggle. “That’s not what I meant. I wanted to say that good sex is an important part of a relationship.”

“Great sex.” He kisses me slowly, teasing me with his tongue. “But I agree.”

His knot releases with a wet pop. Warmth leaks from my pussy, and I glance down at myself, cringing.

“Oof, I’m a mess. I have some wet wipes, just give me a sec.”