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I mumble into her mouth.

“No, please, I can't handle it,” she pleads, her head falling down onto the bed. I see tears well in her eyes.

“What do you think I'm going to say?” I can't help but chuckle.

“I...wait,” she stutters. “What are you going to say?” she sees my smile, and she is visibly confused.

“You first,” I insist, kissing the tip of her nose.

“That this is just sex, and that you could never be with me,” her voice cracks and a tear runs down the side of her face, the salty droplets absorb in her hair.

“That's pretty specific.” I lift an eyebrow. Is that really what she thinks of me?

“I don't know, I'm just so in love with you—” Her hand goes up, her palm pressing on her forehead as she waits for my reaction.

“I'm in love with you, too, that is what I wanted to say. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, I—” Her mouth is on mine, her arms wrapped around my neck as she smiles against my lips.

Her hands travel down my back, fingers digging at my shirt as she tries desperately to get it off. Holding myself up with one arm, I grab the back of my shirt and pull it over my head. Her warm hands are everywhere, like she wants to touch every inch of me.

I pull up her shirt and cup her breast, palming her hard nipple through her thin lacy bra. My lips go to her neck and her soft moans of pleasure against my ear make my dick throb. Pressing myself against her, she bucks her hips, pressing her pussy against me. Even through our jeans I feel like I could come.

I roll over, pulling her on top of me. She crosses her arms at the hem of her shirt, pulling it over her head. Reaching behind her back, she undoes her bra. I help the straps down her shoulders and off her arms.

“Beautiful, you are so fucking beautiful, babe,” I groan, sitting up so I can take her nipple in my mouth. Her hand presses on the back of my head as she arches into me. Her hips sway so her pussy rubs against my rock hard cock. My hands are pressed firmly against her back as I kiss up her neck and over her jaw. I bite her chin lightly before taking her lips with mine.

“Justin, please,” she moans, her hand going down between us, cupping my jean covered erection. Rolling her back over again, I kiss my way down her body, licking and sucking each breast before slowly moving down her belly. Her greedy body writhes under me, her hands on the back of my head. I unbutton her jeans and, hooking my fingers in the waist, pull them down over her ass. Her lacy panties get removed with her jeans. I slide myself off the bed on my knees, facing her.

After removing her jeans and panties completely, I cup my hands under her knees, pulling her ass toward me. My finger slides easily in her wet pussy, my lips on her inner thigh. She trembles as I lightly kiss the very sensitive part of her upper thigh.

“Oh my God,” she moans when my tongue flicks her swollen clit. Her hips gyrate as she grinds herself onto my tongue. I feel her pussy clenching and tightening against my finger moving slowly in and out of her.

“You taste so sweet, Ellie,” I groan against her. The vibration of my voice sends her into orgasm and I feel her pussy grow even wetter as she screams out my name.

Chapter 35

Ellie

His lips are glistening from my cum. I don't even see him take off his jeans, but he is back on top of me, snaking his arm behind my back as he lifts me and slides us more onto the bed. I taste myself on him when his lips collide against mine. My hands are on his back as he slams into me, his cock so hard it makes me scream. I feel his muscles ripple as he moves in and out of me, his mouth on my neck. Everything about this is so right. I can never imagine my life without this man.

His thrusts are deep and fast, our bodies slick with sweat sliding easily against each other.

“You are so tight, you feel so fucking good. I'm going to come deep inside you, are you ready?” his voice rumbles like deep thunder against my neck.