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I nodded, then he thrust deep in one final push.
“Oh my God,” I moaned. My hands clawed at his biceps. My hips tried to shift but they were pinned down.
“Such a good girl,” he growled. “Look how well you take me.”
“So full,” I moaned. It didn’t hurt, but I was uncomfortable. I couldn’t believe all of him fit!
He pulled back and slid in, my arousal easing the way.
My eyes widened and he grinned.
“Like that?”
“Yes.”
He did it again. And again until I was lost. My eyes fell closed.
Trig fucked me so thoroughly that we slid up the bed. I had to put a hand on the headboard to stay in place.
He reached between us and touched my clit.
That was all it took, the brush of his finger and I came.
I screamed. Thrashed. Clenched and rippled around him.
One thrust, then another and he followed me over with a deep bellow.
Hot spurts of cum filled me. Overflowed.
I grinned and opened my eyes. “That’s what I’ve been missing?”
He stroked my sweaty hair back, not seemingly interested in pulling out. I thought guys were supposed to soften, but Trig was still hard and thick inside me.
“My good girl likes getting fucked?” He rocked his hips and it felt so good.
I nodded. “Again.”
15
TRIG
“This better be fucking good,”I snapped when I answered Colt’s call. I’d grabbed my cell from the bedside table after the first ring and climbed from the bed. I peeked over my shoulder as I shut the door behind me so Ellie didn’t wake.
She was on her stomach, her face turned toward me. Her dark hair was wild over her pillow. The thick blanket didn’t cover her bare shoulders. She was naked beneath. Bare and the only thing she had on her was my cum. Still coating her skin from the day before and now either deep inside her or sticky on her thighs.
I’d made her mine. Took that sweet cherry. Molded her perfect pussy to my dick. I’d have done it all night long, but she was sure to be sore after the two times. I’d tend to her this morning when she woke up. First, with my mouth licking and kissing that tender, swollen flesh, then with a bath. I’d fuck her lush tits and teach her how to get some of my dick into her throat. All before lunch if I had my way.
If she wasn’t pregnant already, I’d make sure of it before the roads were cleared. Tie her to me, give her the family she wanted and lock her to me forever.
But Colt was fucking with my plans.
“It’s nine-thirty,” Colt replied.
“So?”
“So I’m surprised Lainey hasn’t called you already.”
“Why would she call me?”
