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/> I lost my heart to him that day on the field.

He slides my dress from my body, growling when he sees what I’m wearing underneath.

It’s a light blue bra and panties that I bought just for him.

I stopped at the Liore lingerie store on my way home from work the other day and chose these things because I knew he’d think I was beautiful.

I am beautiful. In his eyes, I’m the most beautiful woman in the world tonight.

In my eyes, I’m a survivor who has fought her way to this moment.

I reach for the buttons of his dress shirt.

His hands leap to mine when he notices how much I’m trembling. I feel as though this is our first time.

Maybe it is. Maybe this is the first time we’ll make love with our hearts this open.

He takes over removing his shirt and his pants. His boxer briefs are kicked off and I take in his beautiful, strong, lean body.

His cock is hard. I move to wrap my hand around the root, but he stops me.

“Get on the bed.” His voice is edged with a need that I haven’t heard before.

I unclasp my bra, slide my panties down, and lower myself onto his bed all while staring at his face.

Everything about him is all I’ll ever need, and as he crawls onto the bed next to me, I know that my life will forever be changed after tonight.

Chapter 41

Dylan

She squirms beneath me as I eat her with a hunger I’ve never felt before.

My mission is simple. I want her to feel a depth of pleasure she hasn’t experienced until tonight.

She cries out when I stroke her clit with the tip of my tongue.

“You’re teasing me,” she whimpers.

I glance up at her body. Her nipples are perked, her tits moving with each undulation of her hips.

One of her hands is covering her face. The other is laced so tightly in my hair that I’m sure she’s going to have a few strands left in her palm when I’m done.

“You love it,” I growl out the words. “You love this.”

“God, so much.” She breathes out on a sigh.

I take her swollen clit between my lips and suck.

Her thighs clench, her ass lifts, and I know she’s gone. She’s racing to the edge with a heady cry from deep within her.

I grab hold of her hips and ride the wave with her, sucking and licking her through it, until she shudders.

I don’t stop.

I don’t push for more.

I gently lay kisses over her pussy and the inside of her thighs as her breathing levels.


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