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“You know, I’ve not had a woman here,” Isaac said.

“You haven’t?”

“No, and I think this bed really needs to know what it is like to be made love onto?”

She couldn’t help loving this side of him. “Then I wouldn’t want to disappoint your bed.”

Chapter Eight

Isaac kissed down Lucy’sback. He took his time, as there was no rush. He had her all to himself, inside his home, and he intended to take every advantage of that. For many months, he’d been imagining Lucy naked beneath him, and now he finally had her.

He got to the curves of her ass, knelt on the bed, and ran his hands across her ass, then gripped tightly, hearing her soft breath as she gasped. She was so responsive to his touch, and he gripped her hips, lifting her up, and drew her on her knees.

Moving into position behind her, he spread those delightful curves and cupped her sweet pussy. He pressed a finger knuckle-deep inside her, and she cried out as he added a second one. Spreading his fingers open, he began to work her pussy, getting her prepared to take his cock. When she was slick enough, he pulled out, gripped his stiff cock, and began to slide inside her, going inch by inch, watching himself disappear into her tight cunt.

They both cried out as he sank to the hilt, and for a second, he stayed perfectly still, not wanting to move. Basking in the feel of her pussy as she squeezed him tightly. She was so fucking tight, and there was nowhere else he wanted to be.

He waited as long as he was able, then slowly began to pull out, until he saw how slick his cock was. Without waiting, he slammed back inside her, but he didn’t make love to her. No, he began to fuck her, hard and fast, making her take his whole length. Only, it wasn’t enough. Keeping himself balls-deep inside her, he wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her up so he could kiss her.

Lucy tilted her head at just the right angle, and he took possession of her lips, kissing her. Sliding his tongue into her mouth, and at the same time, he ran one hand down her body and slid his palm between her thighs. He stroked her clit, feeling her pussy pulse around his dick, and he didn’t want to stop, although the pleasure drove him crazy with need. He wanted to be inside her, to fuck her, to fill her with his cum so he could make her pregnant.

There were so many things he wanted to do to her.

And he continued to stroke her clit, feeling her orgasm start to build, and today he wasn’t patient. He was so close to orgasm himself that he didn’t let up until she came, which she did, screaming his name. He knew he could get used to her saying his name in her pleasured sounds.

Kissing the side of her neck, he let her go back to her kneeling position, and this time he didn’t stop until he filled her one final time and flooded her pussy with his cum. Wave upon wave of it.

Afterward, they both collapsed to the bed, and he had no choice but to pull out. He moved Lucy so she was laid across his chest.

She looked up at him with a satisfied smile. “I think we have done your bedroom and your home proud, don’t you?”

“Nah, I think every single room could use another reminder,” he said.

Lucy chuckled, and damn it, he loved that sound.

He knew it was crazy and insane, but he reached up and tucked some of her hair behind her ear. “I know we’ve not been together long, but I was thinking, how would you feel about moving in with me?”

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