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The smallest sob escapes my throat. The bed drops out from under me, and I have to cling to him so I don’t fall along with it, tumbling down into the terrifying darkness waiting far below.
Whatever he sees in my eyes as I come makes him lose control of himself.
With a groan, he closes his eyes and kisses me. It’s savage. Rough. He starts to buck, driving into me hard and wrapping a hand around the back of my thigh to push me open wider.
I’m still coming, drunk with pleasure, moaning into his mouth as he owns me.
When he comes, it’s hard, with his head thrown back and a shout to the ceiling, every muscle in his big body clenched.
I feel him throbbing inside me and watch breathlessly as he gives himself over to his own violent orgasm as my contractions begin to slow.
Then I’
