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I continue circling her clit until she comes undone in my arms.

As soon as she’s gotten her bearings back, she reaches down into the water and starts stroking my dick. “Let me take care of this for you.”

Her touch is electric. Just her light grip alone has me ready to burst. I place my hand over hers and guide it up and down the way I like. It doesn’t take my girl long at all to get the hang of it, and I’m so close to losing it. I pick her up and sit her on the edge of the tub, pulling her legs apart before reaching down and finishing myself off. I line my dick up as jets of cum shoot out against her opening.

My dick jerks one last time, and I pull back to look at my masterpiece. I groan in pleasure as I see most of my cum sitting in her pussy. I use one finger to gently push it in deeper before scooping what missed her hole and pushing it in as well, then give her clit a gentle kiss before lowering her back down in the tub.

I wash her body and then my own as we sit in silence, both still in the haze of our orgasms. I get out of the bath and dry off, then help her out and hand her a towel as I go to her closet to grab her pajamas. When we are finally done getting ready for bed, Sloane looks down at what I’ve laid out for her.

“Um, Ledger?” she asks, breaking the silence.

“Yes, love?

“Can I sleep in one of your shirts tonight?”

I give her the biggest grin. “Absolutely,” I say, grabbing an old cotton shirt of mine.

I walk it over to her and put it over her head. “Only one rule, though, baby. No panties. I don’t want anything in my way if I wake up hungry in the middle of the night.”

Her eyes darken with lust. “You promise?”

“I promise, Angel,” I whisper before pressing a kiss to her forehead as she cuddles up to me, and I turn off the lamp.My paradise.

I wake to the sound of Sloane moaning. Before I realize what’s going on, my dick is at full attention, ready to service the woman writhing in my arms like a cat in heat.Down, boy, it’s just a dream.

The more she moans and pleads, the less discipline I have to keep my hands off her.She needsthis. She’s literally begging me to help her. Just your fingers. Just her clit. You don’t even have to go anywhere near her tight little hole.

I move my hand to her swollen bud, andJesus Christ,she’s soaking wet. I can’t help myself as I move my fingers lower to the source of her arousal, andfuck,she’s dripping. She arches her back, forcing her ass into me as I slowly slide a finger inside her, the extra pressure causing my cock to pulse. Heneedsher.

Rolling her onto her back, I easily slide another finger inside her drenched pussy, thrusting in and out before daring to add a third. Whatever she’s dreaming about has her soaking wet, and because she’s asleep, her pussy is relaxed enough that I can fit three fingers inside her with ease.

She lets out a groan in protest as I remove my fingers to spread her legs, and sit on my knees between them. I run mydick up and down her pussy, growling as my piercings run over her folds.

I need more.

Just the head, I tell myself as I push my head against her opening, and to my surprise, it slides in effortlessly. I allow myself only a moment. I know if I stay any longer, I won’t be able to help myself. I’m about to pull back when I hear her soft little voice.

“Please, Ledger, more.”

I freeze. It’s still too dark to see if she’s awake, so I reach over to turn the lamp on and see her glossy green eyes staring back at me.

She wraps her legs around me and tries to use them to pull me in deeper. “Please don’t stop. I’ll be fine. You can just be gentle.”

Can I be gentle? “Gentle” isn't really my thing. I don’t know that I’ve ever fucked gently. I’ve only ever, well,fucked.

It only takes another breathless “please” before I’m sliding inside her pussy.Almosteffortlessly. She’s still tight as fuck. I rest one hand on the headboard to support my weight and use my other hand to explore her body, stopping to grab one of her heavy breasts.

I’m stroking in and out of her as gently as I can, and it’s the perfect mix of torture and euphoria. I usually go straight into fucking hard, but this is so much more. While I still want to go harder and faster in a natural search of release, this pace allows me to feel her pussy grip around me in a way I haven’t before. Instead of screams of pleasure laced with pain, she’s moaning my name in worship.

I help her take her shirt off before leaning down to kiss and suck every inch of her body from her navel up to her neck, never breaking rhythm.

“I love you,” I whisper into her ear before claiming her mouth with my own, matching the rhythm of my tongue with the thrusts of my cock. She wraps her arms around me back, now holding me as our bodies come together in a dance of passion and intimacy.

I can tell she’s getting close when she starts to flutter around me. I break the connection of our kiss and move my hands to grab her face, forcing her to look at me. “Let go for me, love.”

As soon as she nods her head, I start thrusting into her slightly harder and faster than before, maintaining the same angle on her G-spot and pressure to her clit, doing everything I can not to let go until she can milk it out of me.

Each thrust brings her closer and closer, and before I know it, she’s coming undone. Her body shakes violently, and her eyes begin to close as her orgasm threatens to take over.