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41 " Our love is risky, adventurous, and real. Is it founded in fear? Maybe, but it’s a respectful fear, because our love is almighty and powerful. The "
― Pam Godwin , Dark Notes
42 " Love your hot little cunt.” I love his dirty fucking mouth. He "
43 " Kneeling to him, with my fingers trembling against the dark short hairs on his groin, I lower my head and slide my cheek along his shaft, nuzzling, kissing, and savoring the feel of steel sheathed in silky flesh. His "
44 " My hands won’t move. I’m going to lie here and hold still while you fuck me.” Oh. "
45 " I lower onto him, inch by inch, marveling at the stretching sensation, the easy slide, the perfect fit. It’s never this wet, this careful. Fuck, I feel so full. Hungry. Relieved. The "
46 " She’s in my veins, fiery and weightless. She’s in my head, like a whisper of promises. She’s in my heart, softening it, mending it, and making it pump again. I "
47 " I want this. I feel it at gut level, this need for him to fuck my mouth savagely, carelessly, and without thought. Maybe because he’s held back for so long, restraining himself for me, and I ache to give this back to him. Or maybe because I want his hurt so hard and deep inside me that he’s all I feel. With "
48 " I attack her mouth and devour her lips, starving and possessed, my hands flying over every inch of her I can reach, stroking, grabbing, holding. My cock hardens, and my pulse detonates. No more waiting. I fucking need her. “Someone…will…see, "
49 " You’re mine, Ivory. That means your problems are mine. Your bills, your worries, your safety…” I kiss the corner of her mouth. “All of it belongs to me.” She "
50 " The power is mine. I bask in it. His hands tremble, and I grab them, hold them, our fingers intertwined. I have him. "
51 " Then he fucks me. For hours. His rhythms span between gentle and wild, his tempo quickly changing with countless alternating positions. He arranges me on hands and knees and smacks my ass while he thrusts from behind. He tosses me on my back, collars my throat with his fingers, and fucks me with my thighs pinched together between his. "
52 " You’re ten years younger than me. Don’t tell me an old man wore you out.” I "
53 " You’re ten years younger than me. Don’t tell me an old man wore you out.” I snort—the extent of the energy I can muster. "
54 " But what I find in his eyes is something wholly different. Something that’s been expanding between us for months, doubling in size when we’re together, and growing in strength when we’re apart. As if finally bold enough, everything we’ve ever felt for one another gathers into one monumental sentiment and shines from his gaze. He "
55 " I love you.” I’m not the first woman who’s said those words to him, but I’ll make damn sure I’m the last. "
56 " All of which is appropriate as long as I don’t imagine the grip of her cunt around my cock. She "
57 " The weakest link in security is always the human.” Sweltering "
58 " Jesus, he knows how to work those fingers. On the piano. In my pussy. Around my heart. I "
59 " With her arms crossed beneath her breasts and her raised chin radiating attitude, she has no idea how badly I want to restrain her, whip her, and fuck her. Her "
60 " Every day imagining fucking you here, just like this.” “You "