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“I have no doubt that you can, baby girl. Give yourself over to me, and I’ll make you come over and over again.”

Slipping two fingers inside of my deep channel, his soft tongue lapped at my bundle of nerves. My legs started to shake, and my hands clutched the bedspread as he drove me higher and higher. Never in my life had I felt so connected to someone. The way he was worshipping my body almost brought me to tears. I wanted to feel him inside of me. To know what it felt like to be stretched by him and have each inch of him slide in and out of me.

Pulling on his hair, I didn’t stop until he was looking up at me with my juices covering his face. “I want to feel you inside of me.”

“All in good time. I want to feel your juice all over my fingers and mouth one more time, and then I’m going to slide deep inside of you, and I don’t plan to leave for the rest of the night.”

I liked the sound of that.

Dipping his head, Jenner kept his eyes on me as his fingers slowly pumped in and out of me while his tongue did the most amazing things against my bud. Chills and fire raced up and down my spine as he brought me closer and closer to the edge. With one nip, I hurtled forward. My vision went black as he slowed down his movements, and I rode out my orgasm on his expert fingers. Once he brought me back down, he kissed the inside of my thigh and stood.

With deft fingers, he undid the button on his jeans and slowly slid them along with his underwear down his long and toned legs. My eyes never left his thick cock that seemed to have a locating device on it. It was pointed straight at me and was weeping with pre-cum.

Moving to the nightstand, Jenner pulled out a box of condoms he must have gotten from Costco because they didn’t sell that size at any regular store. He opened it with a flourish, pulling out a long line of condoms before he ripped off one and opened it with his mouth.

“You keep watching me like that, and I won’t be held responsible for fucking you without protection,” he growled, rolling the condom on.

After three orgasms, I was spent, but the moment he moved between my spread legs, I was desperate for him. I’d never wanted a man as much as I wanted Jenner in that moment.

Lifting my legs, he put them on his shoulders one at a time while he stroked himself with his other hand. “Fuck, I can’t wait to slam into that tight pussy of yours.”

“What are you waiting for? Show me what you’ve got, big boy.” I loved taunting him. It wasn’t normally in my nature, but there was something about him that brought it out in me. He brought out my playful side that I didn’t know was there.

“Keep your legs up unless I tell you to put them down,” he commanded. One arm wrapped around my legs, holding them against his chest. He watched in what looked like awe as he ran the crown of his cock up and down my slick folds. When I was about to protest, he lined up at my center and slammed inside of me, causing all the air in my lungs to rush out. He only gave me a moment to adjust to his size before he started to move.

“You feel better than I imagined,” he grunted as he continued to slam into me with a pounding force. If he hadn’t been holding onto my legs, I surely would have scooted off the bed. With each plunge of his length, I could feel him getting thicker as he started to pulse inside of me.

Letting one leg slip off his shoulder, he guided my foot down to the bed, spreading my leg as wide as it would go. He skated his hand up my leg and caressed my inner thigh as he continued to move up. Running his thumb along my now sensitive lips, he coated it with my juices before he made contact with my clit. With one slow circle with his digit, I was flying once again. With each clench of my core around his shaft, his face screwed up, and he let out a low grunt as he pressed his thumb down and made slow circles. Sweat started to form on his forehead as he slowed his pace and drove in deep and fast. He stilled for a moment, swiveled his hips, and pulled out slowly. He did this three times before he stilled inside of me and shot his load.

I laid there in a dream-like state. Everything seemed shinier and more in focus even as my limbs failed to move. I had been truly and properly fucked. How had I forgotten our wedding night if it was anything like that?

Leaning down, he placed both his hands on either side of my head. He dipped down until his lips met mine. Unlike the sex before, which had been rough and fast, this kiss was soft and slow. Both were perfect as I gave myself over to him.

With one final slip of the tongue, he stood. “Let me go take care of this. You better not move a muscle until I get back.”

From my position on the bed with my legs hanging over the sides, I watched Jenner move around the bathroom. As he came back in and caught sight of me, he shot me a smile I’d never seen before on any magazine cover or movie he’d ever been in. This one was just for me.

As he moved toward me, his dick started to thicken and rise with each step he took toward the bed. Jenner lived up to his promise. For the rest of the night, he had me in every position imaginable. I thought he’d need longer downtime, but he proved to me that he could literally go all night. We fell asleep in a tangle of sweaty limbs. I was sated and fucked to within an inch of my life, and I knew I’d want to do it all over again the next day.

Chapter Twenty

Jenner

Abbi shifted off me to turn off her alarm. Before she could leave my bed, I pulled her to me again and nuzzled my face into her hair. I loved how she smelled of apples and cinnamon all the time. She was my own personal apple pie.

“Stay,” I ordered hoarsely.

She giggled and slipped one leg between mine. “As much as I love sleeping in your bed, it’s high time I finally go to work.”

Abbi had been in my bed since the night I brought her here and laid her out. I never thought I’d share a bed with another woman again, and now I never wanted her to leave. We’d spent the last few days wrapped in each other's bodies. Driving each other wild with our mouths and hands until we couldn't take it any longer and had to have more. Those four days had been the most fantastic sex of my life, and I felt deep in my gut if she left my bed, something would change. A shift was coming.

But I had to let her go. This was her dream job, and since meeting me, Abbi had to postpone going to the office. She was ready to live the other part of her life, and I had to let her.

“What time are you planning to leave?”

“I wasn’t sure how long it would take to get there, so I was thinking seven-thirty?”

“Let me get ready, and I’ll take you. I don’t want to think about you trying to drive with those vultures blocking your every move.”

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