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He’s big. So big. I can’t move. All I can do is enjoy the delicious stretch of him filling me.

Flexing his fingers against my hips he breathes out in short, hard breaths. “Finally.Finally.You are so worth the wait, sweetheart.”

For a few seconds, I just close my eyes and breathe. Safe. I’m safe. Brock’s got me. Just this once, I can let go.

CHAPTER TWELVE

Avery is undoubtedly the most beautiful woman I’ve ever had in my arms. Long lashes feather against her cheek, her hair tumbles wild in my hands, her lips are parted in pleasure. Breathing raggedly, she takes me deeper than I thought she could. So fucking deep into her perfect, hot, wet center.

Waves of contractions start to build quickly. Her motions turn erratic. Then she comes apart in my arms. Letting her head fall back, she jerks against me. Her scream is silent and long.

“Fuck, yes, baby girl. Yes, let go for me.”

Her nails bite into my shoulders through my shirt, hertight center contracts violently around me. I hold her to me, fighting back my own release. I want to feel every little tiny nuance of hers.

Voice broken, she cries, “Oh, god. Oh…” She drops her head to my shoulder. She’s violently shaking, her contractions coming in waves.

“That’s it, beautiful. Give it to me. All of it, every last drop of that sweet nectar.”

Panting, she clings to me as I rub my fingers over the delicate skin along her nape.

There’s a deep, deep primal growl in my throat. “God, so fucking sexy.”

She laughs softly. “I didn’t expect to come so fast.”

“I think you can come again.”

Her eyes fly open and pin me. “I might die.”

Leaning against her, brushing my mouth against her ear, I whisper, “Good way to go.”

She laughs and raises her face so we’re eye to eye again. It’s a gut punch. Something inside of me flares hot, like a torch has been lit behind my sternum.

Seeing her like that, flushed, lush pink lips that are slick from her own tongue. It’s powerful chemistry that sends a stake through parts of me I thought were long finished.

But the thing that gets me the most… There’s a reckless look in her eye that I’ve never seen before.

Wild.

For me.

I had a feeling beneath that smart, squared-away exterior there was a wildcat.

Eyes locked on mine, she slowly begins to move on top of me.

My voice is wrecked. “I want to kiss you so fucking bad, Avery.”

“No… not yet, please.” Her eyes are full of her plea.

“Soon.”

“Soon. Maybe,” she says. I flex my hips and push up against her. Her breath catches. “You’re so deep.”

“I know, you fit me like a glove. So fucking hot and tight.”

Seconds later, she’s whispering my name, arching against me. Her orgasm comes in a slow wave this time, and she leans into me, pressing her face against my neck. Fisting her hair, I cradle her against me. Her cries are soft and throaty this time. It drives me right over the edge.

With a violent shudder, my body contracts and my cock launches jets of hot cum from its tip into the condom.Fuck.Feels so good. I never want it to end.

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