24

“But I’m here now … and I’m all yours.”

His face hit my neck, his whiskers scratching the softness of my skin. “Say that again.” He kissed across my throat, dragging his beard. “Say those fucking words, so I can taste them.”

“You”—I quivered as he lowered, my body blazing—“have me now.”

In one quick thrust, he was fully inside me.

“Oh my God!”

This was entirely different than when his mouth was on my pussy.

But both completely overwhelmed me in opposite ways.

“Damn it, I was right. You’re so fucking tight.”

My body had been built for Jenner. There was no way I could take another inch. And each thrust, each pound of his hips, reinforced that.

But, oh God, it was the best feeling of my life.

“Yes!” I yelled. “Fuck me!”

Even though I was still recovering from his mouth, I could handle this. And I wanted more. I wanted to reach that place again that he’d brought me only minutes ago.

He pulled out and lifted my legs off the bed, circling them around what I assumed was his waist. He arched