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Fuck, she tastes so damn good. The sweetest forbidden fruit.

I want to slow this down, savor every second I have with her.

She’s mine.

I take my time giving each nipple attention, sucking it into my mouth and rolling it, alternating pressure until she’s writhing above me. I scrape my teeth gently along the peak, watching her shiver from the sensation, followed by rough tugs that have her hips rocking against my erection.

“Cillian, God…” she moans as her head falls back on her shoulders, and she pushes her tits toward my mouth. “You feel so good.”

Her hand snakes between us, dipping past the waistband of my briefs and wrapping around my cock. I suck in a sharp hiss, dropping my forehead to the space between her tits.

She strokes me from base to tip, slowly, squeezing just the way that I like it.

Making me forget about going slow and taking my time.

My groan vibrates against her pink, flushed skin. “Fucking Christ, baby. I’m going to come before I ever get inside of you.”

I raise my head to stare at her, seeing her brown eyes wide, pupils dilated, and heavy lidded. “Get inside of me then, please. I can’t wait.”

“You make me fucking crazy,” I murmur against her lips.

She giggles softly as she lets go of my cock and tries to tug mybriefs down. I lift my hips and help her pull them down enough to free it.

My fingers move to the front of the damp lace covering her pussy, and rub slow, firm circles on her clit.

I love watching her, the way she gives herself over to me so freely, letting me give her pleasure. Her plump pink lips part and her eyes flutter shut as her fingers curl around my shoulders, holding on tightly. There’s a slight bite of pain where her nails carve half-moon shapes into my skin while she grips my shoulders, bucking her hips against my fingers.

I’m bloody obsessed with her.

Hooking my fingers on her panties, I drag them to the side, exposing the prettiest pink pussy I’ve ever seen. She’s glistening in the dim light, already soaked and ready for my cock.

My mouth waters at the sight of her. I want to suck on her clit, and taste her, but I can’t wait to be inside her.

Later, I’ll have my fill, eating her until she comes on my tongue.

Rory rises on her knees as I line my cock up with her entrance. She’s so wet that she’s nearly dripping, and that’s when I realize I didn’t get a condom.

“Fuck.”

She pauses, lifting her gaze to me. “What?”

“Forgot the condom.”

“Oh,” she whispers. “If you… If you want to go without one, that’s okay. I’m on birth control and I’ve been… tested.”

My throat tightens. “I’ve never been bare before.”

“Me neither.”

Fuck, I can’t even imagine what it would feel like for her wet heat to clench around my naked cock.

“I’m clear. I’m tested for the team. Are you sure, baby?”

She nods wordlessly, holding my gaze as she sinks down slowly, inch by inch until I’m buried to the hilt inside her.

A strangled, stuttering breath wheezes out of me, and my hands fly to her hips, holding her in place. I squeeze my eyes shut as my fingers dig into the soft flesh at her hips. “Need a second.”

It’s never been this way before.