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I could feel myself getting closer to the edge.

But I wanted more—I wanted all of her.

I pulled her off me with a wetpop, and she looked up at me with her beautiful eyes, her lips glistening with spit. I grabbed her by the arms and pulled her up, crashing my lips against hers as I backed her to lie on the couch.

She fell onto it, her legs spreading for me. I dropped to my knees between them.

Her pussy was glistening, so fucking wet for me, and the smell of her arousal was messing with my head. I breathed her in for a second before licking a stripe up her slit.

She cried out.

Her pussy was sweet and salty on my tongue. I couldn’t get enough of her. I licked her clit, teasing it with the tip of my tongue before plunging two fingers into her cunt.

“Seb,” she moaned, her hips bucking against my face as I fucked her with my fingers, sucking on her clit. She was so wet, so tight around my fingers, and I could feel her walls fluttering as she got close to the edge.

“Come for me,” I ordered against her pussy, lapping at her pussy as I curled my fingers inside her.

She screamed when she came, her body trembling as she gushed all over my fingers and mouth. I didn’t let up as she writhed beneath me, begging me to stop.

I pulled back, licking my lips as I looked up at her.

Her chest was heaving, her tits bouncing with every breath. She looked completely fucked out already. But I wasn’t done with her—not even close.

It had been so damn long since I’d been inside her.

I covered her body with mine.

Her pussy was wet against my cock.

I couldn’t wait any longer.

I lined myself up with her entrance, the head of my erection brushing against her wetness. She whimpered, wrapping her legs around my waist.

“I missed you,” she whispered, her eyes locked on mine as I slowly pushed into her.

She was so tight, so warm and wet around me. It felt like heaven as I slid deeper into her. She gasped as I filled her, her walls stretching around me, and I groaned, dropping my forehead to hers.

“Fuck, baby. I’m home.” I pulled out slightly before thrusting back into her.

Her nails dug into my back as I set a slow, deep rhythm. She clung to me as I fucked her, our bodies moving together like we’d never been apart.

She was mine!

My home.

My life.

My everything.

CHAPTER 33

Ophelia

Sebastian’s fingertips lingered on my slick folds like he was savoring what we’d just done.

He wiped me down with a warm cloth, every pass of his hand sending shivers up my spine, my pussy still throbbing from the pounding he’d just given me on the couch.

His touch was tender, almost reverent, but I could see the hunger in his eyes, the way his cock was already twitching back to life, swollen and heavy between his thighs.

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