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Covering my hand in the coconut oil, already softening and melting thanks to the heat of the fire, I slide my middle finger into her. Locking eyes, I watch her devolve into pure lust asI melt into her drenched channel. Adding my ring finger, I hesitate as she winces, wondering how the fuck we’re going to make this work. But I have to remind myself that nature has this shit figured out. All I need to do is get her primed and go as far as she wants, ready to stop or hold back when it becomes too much.

Sliding my ring finger more deeply into her, she writhes beneath me, breath catching in her throat. “Relax,” I command, stroking her G-spot gently but relentlessly until I feel her pussy grow slicker and wetter, her channel fluttering around me.

“If it’s too much, tell me, and I’ll stop Hadleigh.”

She shakes her head, eyes rolling back in her head. “Hudson, I need you so much. Please give me all of you.”

Removing my fingers reluctantly, I slather my cock in some of the coconut oil. Then, I swipe the head along her folds, covering myself in her honey. Running the top of my apadravya piercing over her swollen clit, she whimpers and shivers, thighs tensing. That’s my girl, begging me with every part of her body to claim her.

I penetrate her slowly, marveling at how fucking tight she is. Too tight for either of our pleasures. She inhales sharply as the knobs on either side of my barbell slide into her juicy folds.

“Hudson,” she exclaims, eyes wide.

“We don’t have to go all the way tonight,” I remind.

But the blonde’s eyes shine with determination. “I want you. All of you,” she says, gripping my ass with her dainty hands and pulling me a little deeper. We fight for every fucking inch, her eyes watering as I take her nipple in my mouth, hands stroking and caressing her, covering her body in pleasure.

Sliding my hand between us, I swipe through her honey and the coconut oil, getting my thumb juicy. I circle her nub, teasing and tantalizing it, stroking back and forth, up and down, and then circles clockwise and counterclockwise until she gasps for air. Her hot pussy clenches me even harder. With each passof my hips, I thrust a little deeper, feeling her open up as she screams and cries out.

Each time I pull back to assess her face and how she’s doing, she grips my ass tighter, nails digging into my flesh and driving me deeper.

“You okay?” I whisper, sucking her earlobe into my mouth, nibbling and licking it as she pulses and spasms beneath me.

“I’m about to come again,” she hisses, pelvis driving towards me. This is the moment I’m looking for. I know it, ready to act quickly and decisively if that’s what she still wants.

Admiring her face for one breathless moment, stuck between pleasure and drive, I stroke her jawline, kissing the cleft in her chin and asking, “Do you still want all of me? It doesn’t have to be right now. And we don’t have to fuck around with getting pregnant unless you’re ready.”

“Yes, Hudson. I want you so much … and everything that comes with you.”

I nod, working her pearl harder, digging deeper into her tight channel as it swells and spasms around me. She orgasms again, drenching my cock and balls as I grab her hips, thrusting into her decisively, taking her hymen and making space for my cock so that the next time, I can replace her pain with unadulterated bliss.

She wraps her legs around my waist, opening up some more. Tough as nails, brave as fuck, driving me deeper until I come so hard, my head spins.

“Hadleigh!” I scream as my hot release fills her in waves. I shudder over her, riding hot gushes of pleasure until I can no longer tell where she ends and I begin. We feel like one flesh, one soul, and two beating hearts.

“Fuck,” I moan, collapsing on top of her, mindful I’m not crushing her but relaxing my flesh into hers. “I’m pretty damnsure we just made a baby.” My big, rough hand caresses her round belly, fast-forwarding to all the joy in our future.

She feathers my face in kisses, stroking my beard sensually. “You have no idea how much I love it when you talk that way,” she says. “You whispering about filling my pussy with your cum, breeding me, and sucking milk from my tits … God, the words alone could make me come.”

My fingers intertwine with hers, making love to her hand as the firelight warms and flickers over our naked skin. I growl, “Good because I want to breed and milk the shit out of you. I can’t tell you what it does to my cock just thinking about it.”

She giggles as I move my rod inside her. “I felt that.” She strokes my beard, searching my eyes. “I was so afraid you were going to be turned off when I started talking about babies,” Hadleigh confesses, cheeks glowing. “Most men hate talk like that, fearing they’ll get trapped. Tied down.”

“I want you to tie me down, Hot Stuff,” I say, grabbing her tit and teasing my thumb over it. “More than any fucking thing because you—from your dirty mouth and your shaved pussy to your musky flavor, thick thighs, big tits, round ass, and even the sound of your voice—are my fucking kink, my ultimate wet dream.”

Hadleigh smiles softly, tilting her head up to kiss me.

Chapter Ten

HADLEIGH

Hudson’s voice sounds raw as he adds, “I have literally done nothing in my sorry-ass life to deserve a woman like you. But I swear I’ll make up for it, prove I’m worthy of you and able to give you the life you deserve.”

“I don’t believe that for one minute,” I say in low, sexy tones, running my fingertips through his beard, marveling at how coarse, yet soft, the hair is. “Not only did you risk your life countless times today to save me, but you were a Marine who sacrificed for our country. It’s obvious you’re as brave as they come.”

“Yeah, but after the service, I was a fucking mess. I’m a wounded warrior, though it’s not obvious. I fucked up my back good in the service,” he admits, twisting and guiding my hand to run my fingertips over the rough ridges from scars otherwise concealed by a back full of ink. His cock slides out of me at the motion, and I already miss it, having grown accustomed to what felt like an impossible stretch less than a half hour ago.

“Do you still have back troubles? Or did the surgery help?”

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