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“You… you are. And you’re…”

She didn’t finish the sentence as she reached her second climax. She fought my grip above her head, but I pressed on, gaining speed.

“I’m what, Princess?”

“You’re the… fucking… best,” Daphne whimpered.

“I fucking love it when I do that to you,” I said.

“Do what?”

“Make you cum until you cannot finish a sentence.”

“You do it… so good,” Daphne panted. “Oh, fuck.”

“Yeah, you like that, princess?”

“I want you to cum. Cum inside me,” Daphne pled.

“Oh fuck,” I said.

The way she begged drove me closer until I couldn’t fight it anymore.

I realized we cametogether. As I came, she threw her head back, unable to function as I slammed my hips against hers one last time. We hung there, suspended and breathing heavily.

“That was amazing,” Daphne said.

“It was certainly memorable,” I chuckled, unsure what to say.

“Hard to top.”

“Tomorrow before you leave for work?”

“I won’t stop you.” Daphne curled into my arms. “I might need the boost to get through all of it—the business and the political chess.”

I chuckled, then kissed her. “You’re good at this politics thing, Daphne.”

“Don’t judge me.”

I nudged her nose with mine. “Never. It’s hot, Daph.”

A knock shook us both out of our loving stupor.

“Daphne, Marta made breakfast. There are crepes. You might want to… get dressed… and come down here. And, if your… friend… would like to join us, that is fine, too.”

We snickered.

“Sure, Mum! We’ll be down.”

“Fuck, that’s awkward,” I said.

“I told you. I warned you not to sleep here.”

“I can handle it. I have seen some shit,” I said.

43FIRST DAYS

Daphne

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