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“To come. Please let me come,” I beg.

“Have you been a good girl, Olivia?” he asks. I knew he would get me back for dominating him, and I was hoping so, too.

“Yes. So good. Such a good girl,” I pant. “Oh my hell, that feels amazing.”

“But not yet,” he says, slowly stopping.

“No!”

“The first time you come for me, it’s going to be wrapped around my cock,” he says.

“Please fuck me. Please. I will beg,” I say quickly.

“Baby, if I fuck you right now, it’s not going to be gentle,” he says. “Understand what you are asking.”

“Just… cover my mouth,” I say. “Please. I need you inside of me.”

“Fuck, how can I resist that?” he asks, pulling me off the table. “Are you absolutely positive you want the first time we fuck to be fast and dirty, because that’s exactly what this will be.”

“Please,” I whisper.

“Show me you want it.”

I turn and bend over, placing my forearms on the table. I look back at him and smile. He looks absolutely feral and growls when I playfully wiggle my ass. “Hit the table if you need me to stop, okay?” he tells me as he pulls his cock free.

“Okay,” I say quietly.

I turn back and cover my mouth with my hands, knowing he is about to absolutely fuck me up. When he starts to fill my pussy, he stretches me unbelievably wide to accommodate his cock, and I am gasping as I grip onto the table. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck,” I hiss. I try to push back to take more, but he keeps a tight hold of my hips. He takes long, deep strokes, and it feels heavenly. Bodhi pulls me up and covers my mouth with his hand. This position has my back arched dramatically, but all I can focus on is how deep he is forcing his cock. When he starts to fuck me, I don’t expect him to ram into me so hard that I scream. He does it again. And again. And again.

“Fuck,” he growls through gritted teeth as I whimper into his hand. I am gripping the table so hard that my fingers ache. My belly is full, and I can’t get enough of him. When I move my hands from the table to his wrist, I give away the last bit of control and let him support all of me as he violently fucks me. “Fuck, baby. You feel so good. Come with me, Liv. Come on my cock.”

His other hand moves and his fingers start rubbing my clit, demanding release. My thighs are shaking, my body is tense, and I can hardly breathe. As the warmth begins to take over my body, Bodhi starts biting and sucking my neck, and I am fucking done for. My climax tears through my body, tightening my pussy around him, and he fucks me harder and harder as me moans into me.

“That’s it. Just like that,” he groans. “Fuck, I’m coming.”

He turns my face and kisses me hard, and I am practically crying as he holds onto me. His hips jerk and his pace falters as he drains his cock into me. When he slowly pulls out of me, I whine about how hollow I feel without him.

I am so dazed that I am hardly aware of my surroundings as he cleans me. He has me lean on the table for support because I’m still so shaky. He turns me around and helps me dress before wrapping his arm around me to pull my body against his. He kisses me so softly, like he didn’t just fuck me so hard my ancestors are coming.

“I love you,” I blurt out as he holds my face between his hands. He looks at me for a beat and then smiles.

“I love you, too, Olivia,” he says warmly.

“I told myself I wouldn’t say it until the moment felt right, and it’s cliché for it to be now, but…”

“I love you, too,” he says, kissing me. “I’ve loved you since we were kids; my heart just wasn’t ready to realize it yet.”

“You fuck like a beast, Dr. Jensen,” I say, and he laughs.

“How about you and I go on a little date tonight?” he suggests. “You can hang out in my office until I get done, and then we can go.”

“Okay!” I say happily. “Did you already plan this?”

“Partially. I brought a change of clothes so I could take you somewhere, but I wasn’t sure yet where,” he says, kissing me again. “No more than an hour and I should be done.”

We leave the car at the clinic and take Bodhi’s truck to the park. There is a little lake with picnic tables. Apparently, Kate snuck some food into the truck while I was in the clinic, so now we are at the lake, eating, and watching the sun go down.

We are eating sandwiches and chips, so it’s not fancy, but it’s still the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me. “Thank you,” I say.


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