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“Bean, would you stop trying to kill me with the powers of your look for one second and tell me what has gotten you so worked up.”

“You're doing it on purpose!” she exclaimed.

“I don't follow, honey,” I played dumb.

“Every day, you come in here all sweaty with your shirt practically pressed to you, reminding me of what you are keeping from me,” she was getting worked up. "Not that I need any reminding. Trust me. I got the vision of your body burned in my retinas. And then, you get me all hot and bothered with your Supreme sex abilities, and you just stop, say it's too soon, I'm too fragile and go on your merry way.”

“My Supreme sex abilities?” I laughed...

“Ugh,” she threw her hands up in the air.

God, I wanted her.

“Skylar,” I watched as a visible shiver overtook her body by just me saying my name. Oh yeah, it was time." Are you saying you want me to fuck you?”

Please say yes.

“Yes,” she said in what was almost a whisper.

In a flash, I was crouching in front of her. My palms at her ankles, and as I rose up to my feet, I dragged them along her skin. I watched fascinated as her pupils dilated, her breath hitched, then she started panting. She was trembling. She was giving herself to the powerful pull that lived between us. She was giving herself over to me. I picked her up from her chair and pulled her flushed to my body. Her legs hugging my waist, her pussy hot on my groin, she felt how desperately my dick wanted to get in her pussy, and she threw her head back with her moan.

“Thank fuck,” I said and went into the house kissing and licking her neck the whole way to the bed.

Her body hit the bed, and she was on the move. She took off her top, baring her tits, took my face into her hands, and kissed me. Fucking hell. I lost all semblance of control.

I broke the kiss and said, “I’m going to marry you.”

“Yes, you are,” she panted.

“I love you,” I needed her to understand that there was no going back.

Before she could say one word, I slammed her mouth with mine in a searing kiss. As she was pulling my body to hers, wiggling in every way, my cock started to weep for her, I broke the kiss, cupped one breast, and pushed up. I growled when I had one perfect nipple in my mouth.

Christ. I was like a fifteen-year-old, in danger of coming just from that.

Her fingers grazed at my cheek, “Honey, now.”

I lifted my head and muttered, “Not yet.”

Her nails dug into my skin. I dragged my lips down her body right to her pussy.

“Max, please,” her breath hitched when I pushed her shorts and panties down and started biting her thigh.

My fingers grazed over her clit and her body tensed. Then she was gone. She got up on her knees and crawled to me. Pushing at my shoulders, she got me on my back and tore my shorts off.

“You can play later, honey. I got a chance to get all of you, and I’m not messing around,” she muttered and threw her leg over me.

My hands automatically flew to her hips. She looked up and said. “I’m on the pill. I have been tested and I’m clean. I love you; I want to feel all of you, but if you want, you can wear a condom.”

Fuck.

She was hot usually, but seeing her like this, I felt every word in my balls.

“Max,” she said, frustrated.

“I don’t need a condom, baby,” I assured her.

She smiled a victorious smile.