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“Of course, you can.” I sit next to her and pull her into my arms. “You’ll cook more for me if you like your kitchen. It’s totally a selfish gift.”

“But I can’t compete with your gifts.” She seems a little deflated, so I put a finger underneath her chin.

“It’s not a competition,” I tell her. “You already gave me the best gift.”

“Well, you gave me that too, and diamonds and a new kitchen. I can’t—"

“We’re not competing, baby.” I kiss her temple. “Can you go get my presents, please? I really want them.” I cup her cheeks and kiss her full lips. She finally smiles and nods. She goes out and comes back a few seconds later with a gift bag. She sits on the bed while I reach for its contents.

“Two robes?” I ask, pulling them out.

“One for here and one for your place. The one at your place belongs to me now,” she says. “And I had to special order those for you, Paul Bunyan.” Next a small notepad. I flip through it. “It’s a coupon book,” she says.

Chapter 37

Jeannie

“I see. I think I want to cash this one.” He rips it out and hands it to me. Make love is written in my handwriting. “I love these gifts, but I love you the most.”

I put both hands to my cheeks and blush. “I love you the most too.” Then he kisses me, and I forget everything. My sweater is pulled over my head, and I jump off the bed long enough to remove the rest of my clothes. He’s naked by the time I stand up straight and he makes quick work of removing my bra.

We come together in the middle of the bed. He takes my mouth, and the kiss is a declaration; him claiming me as his. His hands cradle my face, which is a total contrast to the onslaught of his tongue.

“I want you so much,” he says against my mouth. “I love you so much.” His hands leave my face and travel between my legs. Two of his large fingers slide inside of me, and I almost burst into flames.

He pushes me down on the bed and lands on top of me. My bed groans at the pressure, but I’m too far gone in his lips and in his touch to think much of it. He kisses the side of my neck while he spreads my legs apart. I can feel his hard and heavy dick on the inside of my thigh. I’m ready for him, and he knows it. I’m dripping when he glides a hand through my pussy. He slides two fingers in and quickly pulls them out.

“Mmhmm,” he says licking me off his fingers. “You taste so fucking good.” He slams into me before the words are completely out of his mouth.

“Fuck,” I moan. As many times as we’ve been together now, his size always surprises me. “Don’t move yet.” I run my hand up his back and through his hair. “Kiss me now.” And he does. I taste myself on his tongue and moan into his mouth.

“You good?” he asks,

“Yeah, but slow though.” He swirls his hips and thrusts. “Mmhmm, that feels good,” I moan. “More.”

He leaves my mouth and puts a nipple between his teeth and slams into me again. He pushes me against the headboard, but he’s relentless as he pummels between my legs. “Yes, fuck me,” I tell him. My hands find their way into his hair and pull hard. He doesn’t seem to notice. He continues fucking me.

“Open your legs wider for me,” he groans, and I do. He intertwines our fingers together and holds them above my head. He has me pinned to the bed and completely at his mercy. I try to pull away, and his eyes darken. “Where are you going?” he teases. He grunts, and it’s raw and feral. I’ve never felt so wanton and so owned by another human being. I open my legs wider for him, and he goes faster. “Tell me whose pussy this is?” He thrusts so hard, I lose my breath.

“Aiden!” I yell when he fucks me into an orgasm.

“Tell me,” he orders.

“Yours! It’s yours.” I close my eyes and let the waves of euphoria wash over me. “Oh my God,” I moan, but I don’t think he hears me. He pulls out and slams into me. “Baby,” I sigh. There’s more I want to say, but the words die in my throat as he continues to fuck me.

“I’m coming,” he says. He slams into me one more time. This time it’s so hard that the bed crashes against the wall and comes apart. Half of it tilts back toward the floor and we slide out of it, landing with a loud thud.

“Oh fuck.” I reach over to touch my shoulder that hit the wall. Aiden starts to convulse. He pulls out, kneels next to me, and slides his dick between my lips. He fills my mouth with his release, and I swallow it hungrily, making loud slurping noises. I lick it until it goes soft in my mouth and slides out. He lies next to me, but when he does, he pulls me from the floor and puts me on top of him.

“You okay?” He slowly massages my shoulders.

“I am, but my bed isn’t.”

“I’ll get you a new one. That one was too small for us anyway. Kiss me,” he says.

“I love you,” I tell him. “You broke my bed and my pussy, but I still love you.”

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