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“My apartment…”

“Can be packed up and moved by prospects. I need you here with me.”

“Okay.”

The words were the sweetest he’d heard since her yes. He leaned down and devoured her lips. They came up for air inside his bedroom and he laid her on the bed. “I think we’re both a little overdressed for the occasion.”

Symone grinned, showing the tiny dimple in her left cheek.

He’d watched her come into her own over the weeks as she settled into her new life. They peeled off their clothes and he drank in the sight of her. Long legs, strong, thick thighs, a concave belly and high firm breasts. She was a wet dream come to life. He liked his woman with some give and a handful of breasts. She offered all that and more. She laid back on the bed and he crawled in-between her open legs.

Being with her like this was like being a virgin again, and re-discovering sex for the first time. Their lips met and he ran his hands over her soft curves, savoring the feel of her silken skin. She raked her nails down his chest and he shivered. He kissed his way down her neck lingering at her pulse point. Her hands massaged his shoulders and back. He soaked up the comfort and the magical feeling of hands that wanted to explore his body. She understood the badly burned portion of his body was more sensitive and took care. She ran her hand over his scarred back and he moaned.

“Okay?” she whispered.

“If I get any harder babe, my dick will turn to stone.”

She giggled.

Sex had never been fun before. It’d always been something done in the dark quickly. This woman had changed everything for the better. He captured her lips and pushed his body up over hers. She reached down between them and gripped the base of his dick. He moaned into her mouth.

They parted and she traced his lips with the tip of her tongue as she stroked him slowly. “I like it when I hold you in my hand, and I can feel your heartbeat throbbing and taste your moans.”

“You like to take control.”

“I like that you allow me to have it.” She moved her wrist faster and paused at the head to smear his pre-cum around with her thumb. “Now, you’re the one who’s wet for me.”

“Always.”

She spread her legs wider. “I want to feel you moving inside me, erasing the memory of everyone else. I want to feel your cum heating me from the inside out.”

“Fuck…babe.” She released him and he lined up with her entrance. He pushed his head inside her and paused. “So tight.”

Symone gasped and he body tensed.

“Fuck babe, relax your muscles. Let me inside that pretty pussy.” He pulled out and pushed back in. “Give me those eyes, too.” Their gazes connected and he eased back in. Her body gave and he pushed home. Completely surrounded by the body of the woman he loved, he was overwhelmed and close to coming. Tight, wet and hot—she tested his endurance. “Give me those fingers.” He opened his mouth and she slid them inside. He sucked them and released them with a moan. “Let me see you rub yourself baby.”

Her eyes smoldered at him like hot chocolate as she rubbed her clit. Her lids lowered and she let her head fall back. Her breathing came in pants.

Monster continued his steady pace. “Tilt those hips baby.” He bottomed out and they both moaned.

“So good, Hayes.”

He gritted his teeth, holding off his orgasm as she undulated beneath him. Her breathing increased and her walls contracted. He increased his speed. The slap of flesh against flesh drove him. He slammed into her body. She placed her feet flat against the bed and met him thrust for thrust. Sweat rolled down his back and between the valleys of her breasts.

“I—I’m going to come.”

“Do it, baby.”

Her muscles locked around him and he let go, exploding as her contractions milked him dry. He rolled his body to the side, taking her with him, so they could remain connected. “You okay, babe?”

“Okay is not the word I’d use to describe how I feel. Maybe blissed out would fit the bill.”

He bent down and they shared a sweet kiss, too exhausted to do much more.

“I love you, Hayes.”

“I love you too, Symone.” He pulled her to him and inhaled her sweet scent, content here in the new home they were building from the ground up.


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