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I pick up the pace. Hard and fast is how I want it, and when she gasps and rolls back against me, I know she wants it like that, too.

“Touch yourself.”

“Bossy today,” she says, and Igrin.

“Doit.”

She does it. And when she does, her cunt flutters around mycock.

“Get yourself off,” I growl. “Make yourself come. Make me feel it.” I slap her ass lightly, then sink my fingers into her pink flesh.

She slaps her free hand against the mirror, urging me on. We stare at each other’s reflections as she rubs her sweet little pussy and I drive my cock into her depths over and over again. When her body tenses up, as she pushes back against me, I lose control and rut against her like a mad man. Deep inside, she spasms hard. Her orgasms pulls my own release, urging me to spill my come deep inside her body. I imagine the condom’s gone, and growl her name with the first spurt.

God. Fucking. Damn.

Even as my cock is still jerking inside her, I wrap my arms around her body and bury my face in her wet hair. Poppy, Poppy, Poppy.

The things I want with this woman are damn scary. Forever kinds of things.

Slowly, we disentangle. I get rid of the condom and grab more towels. I gently sit her on the counter and dry her hair as she brushes my face with sweet butterfly kisses.

“What time do you need to go to work tomorrow?” she asks lazily.

“Seven.”

“Kay.”

I smile and kiss her forehead. “You can sleepin.”

“I need to do some work, so I’ll get up with you.” She gives me a brilliant smile. “And we still have the rest of today.”

“Wedo.”

“What do you want todo?”

Find out more about how you feel about babies. “Go for a walk. Show you the rest of my world.”

She lets out a happy sigh, and I realize it doesn’t fucking matter how she feels about babies. “That sounds amazing.”

“And I should feed you some lunch, too.”

She laughs. “And now you’re officially perfect.”