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Eventually, she grew restless, and I stepped back.
Becky wound one hand behind my neck and tugged while pressing into me, her breasts and belly soft against my skin. “I love you, Daniel Cooney.” She gave me her mouth, and I groaned at the feel of her tongue sliding over mine.
My pulse raced, and my balls ached with the need to find release deep inside her.
“Need you,” I whispered against the pillow of her lips, so goddamn ready to sink into her slick heat that my body shook.
“I’m all yours, Sir.”
“Nuh uh, none of that. Right now, I’m Daniel, and you’re my fiancée, the love of my life.” I swung her up into my arms.
She squealed and clutched at me, smacking my shoulder. “You’ll throw your back out.”
“The fuck I will,” I muttered, striding toward the king-sized bed against the wall.
I laid her down, climbing onto the bed atop her on my hands and knees. “Will you ride me, sweetness?”
Her lips pursed, and I expected the answer she’d given me dozens of times before.
“Please,” I begged. “I want to be free to touch every inch of your flesh. Your beautiful curves. Want to watch your gorgeous tits bounce while you grind on me. Want your cum to leak all over my balls.”
“God.” Becky laughed, her cheeks flushing.
I fell off her and grabbed hold of my aching length, holding it upright. “Come on, be a good girl and ride my dick.”
“This is so damn embarrassing,” she muttered while sitting and swinging one of her legs over my body to straddle me.
“Mmm.” I grasped her thick thighs, rubbing and kneading her lush flesh. “Fucking love every inch of you. You’re so goddamned delicious.”
She rolled her eyes.
“Lift up, baby.”
Becky went to her knees, and I shifted, getting the head of my dick where I wanted it.
“I’m all yours,” I whispered, giving her the reins, complete control.
She splayed her hands on my pecs. Pink still flushed her cheekbones, but desire and love overcame the uncertainty in her eyes. Our gazes stayed locked, our spirits one, as she sank onto my length.
A deep groan rumbled in my chest as her wet heat engulfed every inch of me. “Fuck, Becky,” I rasped through clenched teeth. I’d been worked up for days thinking about getting that rock on her hand, finally having a witness and physical evidence of who owned my heart.
My length throbbed deep inside her, my balls already tight against my groin.
“I’m so fucking close already,” I warned her. “Please make my fantasy come to life—please move on me, sweetness.”
She shifted forward, dragging her clit over my pelvis, and my abs tightened, hips lifting on instinct to stay buried inside her.
“Fuck.” I swallowed hard, grasping at her hips, fighting for control over my instinct to take over.
Another swivel of her hips swayed her tits, and I shifted up to mouth at her soft flesh.
“Oh, God,” she whispered and lifted her heavy breast, diamond glittering as she fed me her furled nipple.
I moaned, suckling—and she began to rock atop me, using my dick to give herself pleasure.
Propped on an elbow, I held myself upright so I could continue loving on her tight nub, knowing every suck, every nibble sent shock waves straight to her clit.
Becky grabbed hold of my head, keeping me close. “I’m going to come—Daniel…”