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I gave her a moment then nudged my hips forward. Her arsehole opened around me and swallowed the head of my cock. Fuck, she was tight.

“Your arsehole looks so pretty stretched around my cock,” I praised her, knowing how much she liked it. “You’re taking me so well.”

I went slowly, edging inch after inch, until the whole of my dick was surrounded by her. It took every inch of my strength not to grab both her hips in my hands and pound her hard until I came, but I knew I had to make this good for her if I ever wanted a repeat performance, and fuck, did I want a repeat performance.

When I felt her adjust to me, I started to move, just with small nudges of my hips.

She was ready to take more.

“Are you ready for your pussy to be filled as well?”

She nodded, her breath coming in tiny snatches of air.

Holding my cock deep in her arse, I pulled her back up so she was on her knees again and positioned the dildo I’d had made at her pussy. She was sopping wet, and we’d used plenty of lube, so it pushed inside her easily.

“Oh fuck,” she panted. “Oh shit, Jay.”

I could feel the movement of the dildo inside her, pressing up against my dick, just a layer of skin and flesh and muscle between us.

I held her tight, her back to my chest. I kissed the sensitive point between her shoulder and neck and licked her sweat. “How does it feel?”

“Like I might lose my mind. I’m so full.”

I held the dildo inside her and drew my cock out of her arsehole a few inches, then I plunged back in. Her tits bounced beautifully. God, that was an incredible sight.

I got into a rhythm, fucking her from behind while her pussy pulsed around the toy. Her head fell back onto my shoulder, giving me an even better view of her perfect breasts. I covered one of them with my hand, my forearm crushing the other. I held her so tight, burying my face in her neck, losing myself in her.

There was no way I’d be able to last much longer. The sexy little cries she was making were enough to tip me over the edge. I slammed into her, harder and harder, and then she cried out, shattering beneath me.

A rush of heat and pleasure tightened my balls, and I emptied myself into her, pumping stream after stream of cum. My head spun as the final pulses of pleasure left my body, and I slumped over her back. I was growing soft inside her, but I didn’t want to move.

Eventually, I slipped the toy from her body, and we both fell into a heap together. I pushed the dampened strands of her blonde hair from her face. She seemed dazed.

“I meant what I said about wanting that future with you. I think I’m falling in love with you, Ivy.”

She twisted her face into my chest, burying herself from me. “No, don’t say that.”

“Why not?”

I caught her chin, lifting her face again, making her look at me.

“Because we can never make this work, and you know it.”

“We can run away. I’ll leave my side of the business to Tam.”

“What about Hallie? She’s going to have her baby any day now. Don’t you want to be around to see it?”

My heart contracted at the thought of leaving my sister. Would she ever forgive me?

“Once your family has come around to the idea of us, we can visit.”

She blinked back tears. “You don’t understand, Jay. They’ll never come round. You’re a Wynter, and I’m a Gilligan. They’ll see it as the worst possible betrayal.”

I didn’t want to make her cry.

“Hey, I’m not going to force you into doing anything you don’t want, okay? We’ll figure this out. I’m not sure how, but we will.”

I pulled her into my arms and kissed her again. Though it hadn’t escaped my notice that when I’d told her I thought I was falling in love with her, she hadn’t said the words back.


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