“I can’t. Too much.”
“Nah, Manhattan, you can take it. You’re strong. Fierce. And all fucking mine. Do you hear me?”
“Yes,” her voice is hoarse from her previous screaming.
“Say it.”
“I’m yours, Landry. All yours.”
“Good girl. Now I’m going to fuck you harder and paint the inside of your pussy with my come.”
“Yes.” Her nails dig into my back. “You’re mine.”
I increase my pace, rocking in and out, our bodies making obscene wet sucking noises. “Fuck yeah, I am. All fucking yours, darlin.”
Then we’re coming together, our eyes locked, our breaths mingled. I’m hit with an image of her belly, round with my kid, and yeah, I’m going to marry her. Knock her up and keep her forever.
When the waves of climax subside, I kiss her cheek. “I’ll be right back. Don’t move.” I come back out and clean her up, then pull her under the covers with me.
Her breath whispers across my chest and she snuggles into me.
“It’s too soon,” she says.
“Too soon for what?”
“For you to love me.”
I chuckle. “Ah, so you did hear me.”
“I mean unless it just slipped out because my pussy is magic.”
“Your pussy is definitely magic. But who says it’s too soon? The phrase love at first sight exists for a reason. It happens. It happened for your sister.”
“Precisely my point. It seems statistically improbable for that kind of love to hit two sisters. It’s too soon.”
“It can be too soon for you, Manhattan. I’m not going anywhere. When you’re ready to admit it to yourself, I’ll be right here.”
She props her chin on my chest and looks at me. “Admit what exactly?”
“That you love me too.”
Her lips twitch with a smile. “So damn sure of yourself.”
“I’m sure about you.” I kiss her lips. “Get some sleep; my refractory time is low.”
She giggles. “I might need to rehydrate too.”
Her hand rubs against my chest, pausing at my nipples. “How sensitive are these?” she asks, tugging lightly on one of them.
“Very.”
“They’re really sexy.” She leans over and plays with the other one with her tongue.
“That is definitely going to speed up my refractory time.”
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