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I make quick work of removing the rest of my clothes, not missing the way her full bottom lip goes under her teeth at the sight of my cock.

“What did you call him?” I fist my shaft, sliding my hand up and down, running my finger over the drop of liquid on the tip.

“Andy the anaconda.” Her eyes don’t leave my hand, and I chuckle. “Andy misses your tight little pussy. I’ll have to give her a name.”

“I don’t care what you call her. Just get over here.”

Stepping forward, I grasp her neck with my other hand, tilting her head back and leaning down to pull her mouth with mine. I thrust my tongue inside and curl it with hers, then I release my dick and grab her by the ass, lifting her off the floor and pushing her back to the wall.

“Oh, shit yeah,” she gasps, but I can’t sink into her now. I’ll come in two pumps or less. Instead, I take a knee, holding her open by her thighs, pulling those sexy panties away, and covering her pretty pussy with my mouth, sucking and licking, tracing my tongue all around the hard little button in the center.

“Chad… Oh… Oh!” Her fingers are in my hair, threading and pulling. I feel the muscles in her thighs jump with every pass of my tongue. “Chad… I’m going to come.”

Moving my mouth to the crease of her leg, I kiss her, looking up at her heavy lidded eyes. “Say my name again.”

“Chad,” she moans, and I give her another lick.

Her hips jump and she breaks into trembling orgasm. A loud moan comes from her throat and I stand all the way, lifting her by the ass and wrapping those legs around my waist as I position my tip at her entrance and sink all the way, balls deep into her tight, wet heat.

“Yes…” I hold a second, her body pressed to mine, my mouth at her neck, feeling those little spasms all around me. “You feel so damn good.”

On every breath, she makes a little noise. It’s the fucking best thing I’ve heard in so long. She tightens her thighs, lifting herself and trying to move. I grip her ass and give her a firm thrust. It gets me another soft whimper. The sound is a match to gasoline. I’m thrusting fast and hard, and she’s gripping, scratching my skin with her nails.

Our mouths chase each other’s, kissing, tasting, sucking. “Chad… Chad…” She whispers my name between every kiss, and it’s a shot of happiness, pure fucking joy filling my chest, blowing my mind. This is real.

Two more thrusts, and she breaks, coming again, and the sensation sparks my own orgasm. Pleasure snakes up my legs from the arches of my feet through my thighs, pulsing out into her, hot and hard, over and over.

My eyes close, my mind blanks as we’re flying through the air, jumping off the highest cliffs into shimmering oceans below. I hold her tight against me as the shudders move through us both, shaking us, changing us, bonding us together.

When at last we’re able to open our eyes again, wonder is in our gaze.

Tabby places her hand against my jaw. “I don’t ever want you to leave me again,” she whispers.

I kiss her gently. “I won’t ever leave you again.”

She blinks, and I catch sight of something glistening in her eyes before she leans forward, wrapping her arms around my neck and holding me. My hands are on her smooth back, and I’m still buried deep in her sexy little body.

A sniff, and she tucks her head in my shoulder to kiss my neck.

“Hey,” I give her a little shake. “Are you crying?’

She shakes her head and lifts it, but when I find her eyes, I see tears. She starts to laugh. “I’m so emotional lately. It’s silly.”

“As long as those are happy tears.” I kiss them away. “I told you a while back you’re mine, Tabitha Green.”

Her hands are on my face again, and she runs her thumbs over my mouth. “I’m yours, Chad Tucker, and you’re mine.”

I kiss those fingers, kiss her lips. I never want to let her go, but I lower her, sliding out and going to the bathroom for something to clean us up. I return with a towel, and I see she’s used tissues from her desk.

She’s wearing her sundress again and sitting at her computer.

I clean myself up and toss the towel in the hamper in her closet. “How did the launch go?” I ask, walking back into the living room.

“Really well.” Her eyes are focused on the screen, and I kiss her neck. “Hang on, I want to tell you something, but I need to see if it happened firs

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“Here.” I lift her out of the chair and sit down, positioning her in my lap like before.