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They’re two words I’ve heard over and over in the last couple weeks, but every time feels like the first time.

I grab a condom from the new stash in her nightstand and lower my boxers enough to free my dick. Delilah hikes her silk gown up around her hips.

After our shower, I was already half-way there, but now I’m so damn hard it hurts, precum beading at the tip of my dick.

Condom on, I shove her thighs apart and press them into the mattress.

It’s rough. Impatient.

Exactly what she demands whenever we do this.

And it always works. Because now her back is arched off the bed, her plump bottom lip trapped between her teeth.

I push my dick through her arousal, teasing her clit until she locks her legs around me.

“You love me?”

She doesn’t hesitate. “Yes.”

That’s all I need.

Her eyes shut on the first thrust.

Her breath hitches on the second.

And when I’m in as deep as I can go, a husky moan escapes.

She winds her hips.

“Shit, baby. Look how full you are.” My dick sinks into her wetness, greedy and desperate to make her feel good.

All it took was a week and a half and her body stretches so naturally for me.

I never want to fucking leave.

I fuck her deep. And deeper.

Like clockwork I’m rewarded with her nails digging into my skin.

My hips crash into hers harder with every stroke.

So hard the only thing she can do is chantyes.

“You’re so fucking wet for me.” I give her shallow thrust after thrust, creating more of my favorite sound. Skin against skin. Her wetness putting a claim on my dick.

Delilah’s smile is lazy and satisfied.

She exhales a ragged breath before her free hand drops between us to massage her clit.

She’s swollen with need. Slick with her own arousal. And so fucking sexy.

We find a rhythm, afriction, that works. I move in and out while her fingers work up and down.

My hips buck harder. And harder. And fuck, she takes it so beautifully. Needing it, needing me.

“Fuck, Adonis. I love you,” she whines.

Her fingers speed up just as her legsfall away from my waist completely. The view of her fingers scissoring her clit has me slowing my movements.