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“I want that, too,” I breathe out. “But…but we can’t go any further than an inch or two until you get the all-clear. Ok?”
Goldie makes a little noise of frustration but finally nods, and then all bets are off as I help her slowly bounce on the tip of my cock, our eyes locked tight on each other.
“Goldie, baby. I’ve never seen anyone so beautiful and precious as you,” I say, my heart beating for her and her alone. It’s both nirvana being inside of her and also excruciating, only going so far as a few inches instead forcing myself fully inside her snug, golden pussy for the first time.
Goldie palms the side of my face and tilts her head to kiss me again. I get so wrapped up in her that I accidentally pull her halfway down my length. She breaks the kiss with a high-pitched mewl.
I freeze and grab her waist. “Did I hurt you?”
“Oh god, no. You’re so big…it’s perfect. So perfect.”
“You’re the one who’s perfect, honey,” I say with awe because it’s true. It’s never been thisperfectwith anyone else. Goldie writhes and moans and begs for more as I move her in earnest, quickening the pace until we’re both gasping for breath once she’s fully seated on my cock.
“Oh god, so perfect,” she echoes breathily as she grinds on my lap. “I want you. All of you.”
“I’ll give you everything,” I vow to her, then drop the leash on my control, picking her up and dropping her on my lap, meeting her halfway down to thrust up into the woman who stole my heart from the very beginning. “The universe knew what it was doing when it brought me to you at just the right time. To shelteryou. Take care of you. Be there for you when you had Lily, and then bring you home with me.”
She grips my shoulders and nods, her eyes once again swimming with tears, though she’s smiling this time. “Yes, yes.”
“And I need you as much as you need me.”
Goldie slows her pace and looks away. “You don’t need me.”
“Yes, I do. Look at me.” I drag her hand down and press it flat to the left side of my chest when she brings her gorgeous eyes back to mine. “You ease the ache in my heart, the one that burns for you when we’re apart.”
“It burns because of me?”
“Foryou. Notbecauseof you. Marigold, Goldie, honey, baby. I was miserable without you. Every second of every day was agonizing when we were apart. I need all of you in every way. If you give me another chance, I won’t be an idiot again and ruin what we have.”
A few tears slip down her cheeks. “Oh, Davis…”
If this were any other time, I’d grin and spank her for not calling meDaddywhile we’re metaphorically in bed, but right now…what we’re doing is so much deeper. Deeper than the role I’ve enthusiastically taken on for her. It’s a soul-deep connection between everything that makes up her being and everything that makes up mine.
Marigold and Davis.Perfect.
When she moans my name again, I just about hit my peak. “I’m going to cum if you keep saying my name like that.”
“Yes, I want you to cum. Want to make you feel as good as you made me.” Goldie bucks and swivels her ass on my lap, trying to milk my orgasm right out of me.
“Not yet. Need you to cum first.”
“No. I already got off. This is about you.”
“No, baby, this is aboutus.” I work a hand between our bellies, and Goldie is so slick and ramped up that it only takesthirty seconds of petting her clit as we kiss for her to detonate on my lap.
Goldie’s back arches with pleasure, and I continue playing with her clit to draw her orgasm out, making her pussy walls clench even tighter around me. “Gorgeous, gorgeous girl. I can feel you cumming around me. Gonna make me—”cum inside you. Something stops me from finishing my sentence out loud.
A possessive fire burns me up from the inside out as I free my arm and wrap both around her back, crushing her against my chest until there’s no space left between us to breathe as I lay claim to my woman, giving her the most primal part of me by filling her to the brim with my cum when I orgasm. I know what the consequences may be in doing so, and I love it. Silentlypray for itas she takes my pleasure to new heights.
Goldie moans with each spurt, clenching impossibly tighter like she’s trying to suck my cum deeper into her fertile body, whether she is conscious of doing so or not.
When I have nothing left to give and slump against the couch with her lax in my arms, I claim her with my words, too. “MyMarigold.MyGoldie.” Goldie slowly leans back, and I look her straight in the eye. “Mine.”
Chapter 17
Goldie
My heart beats fast as warmth blooms at the center of my being and spreads until I’m completely consumed by the fire blazing in Davis’s eyes and his claiming words.
