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She shakes her head. “I need you,” she pleads.

I kiss her hard as I slam into her. I’m so on edge that this time is going to be hard and fast. I’ll make it up to her later. Luckily for me, Mabel doesn’t seem to mind the rough pace.

“You feel so good,” she cries as I hammer into her snug channel.

“Fuck, mate,” I groan.

Her pussy clamps around my cock, squeezing me so tightly, and my orgasm builds inside me.

Mabel’s tits bounce, the hardened peaks begging for my mouth. I lean down, wrapping my lips around one.

“Oh!” she shouts.

She’s so wet, so damn hot.

“I’m not going to last,” I tell her as I switch to her other breast.

“So close,” she pants.

Her hands cling to my shoulders, and her nails bite into my skin. I growl, loving that she’s leaving her mark on me. Her leg hooks around my waist, and we both moan as I sink even deeper inside her tight heat.

“Fuck,” I gasp, kissing her neck and licking over my bite mark.

“MILES!” she screams, and a second later, her juices flood my cock.

She comes all over me, and I grit her name as I follow her over the edge.

I come hard, my release spilling out between us. I suck in a deep breath as I roll to my side. She sighs happily, curling into my side, and I smile, kissing her forehead. We’re both breathing hard, and she draws circles across my chest as we catch our breath.

“Ugh, I need a shower,” Mabel murmurs.

I kiss her shoulder. “Want me to join you?”

“Uh-huh.” She smirks as she climbs out of bed.

I throw the covers off to follow her when my phone rings.

“Ignore it,” I tell Mabel.

She frowns. “What if it’s the hospital?”

I sigh and pick it up. “It’s Jensen.”

“Answer it,” she urges.

“Hello?” I answer the call. “Everything all right? Is Dillon okay?”

“She’s great,” he says.

I relax. “She’s fine,” I tell Mabel.

She smiles and heads to the bathroom. “I’ll get started.”

“What’s up?” I ask Jensen distractedly.

“Tucker just called.”

“For what? Did something else happen?”