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Without warning, he shifted me so I was on my hands and knees. Then he moved behind me and ran his hand down the length of my spine before delivering a sharp, perfect slap to my ass. It stung in just the right way. He did it once more, and then drove his cock hard into me.

“Perfect,” he was groaning with each thrust. “Perfect, you’re fucking perfect.”

I gripped the bedsheets in my fists as he took me hard, his cock pumping into me, back and forth, faster and faster, feeling so good I could only moan wordlessly into the pillow. As I did, I felt his thumb against my asshole, pressing, stroking.

“Yes,” I cried, loving the sensation.

He shoved his thumb inside of me, all the way, until I was full—my pussy and my asshole completely owned by him. I pushed back against him, wanting more, wanting it all. He gave me everything I wanted, everything I needed, his body claiming mine now and forever.

There was only this—there was only us.

I felt my orgasm building, even stronger and more intense than before. Sparks were twisting inside of me, something deep in my core going taut and white-hot, and Stefan was fucking me even harder now, groaning as he started to reach the edge.

“I love you,” he gasped.

Suddenly my release hit me in a hot wave, and I cried out breathlessly, my whole body vibrating as I climaxed. My pussy clamped around his cock, each contraction a shockwave of delicious ecstasy slamming through me, and I felt him lose control as I moaned his name. He thrust once more, deep, his fingers digging hard into my hips, and with a groan he spilled hot and fast inside of me.

We collapsed onto the bed, our bodies completely spent. Stefan gathered me into his arms, our limbs entangled. “I can’t wait for what’s next,” I murmured. “I want to be with you always.”

“Then let’s make that happen.” He held out his hand to me. “Is it a deal?”

It was exactly like it had been the first time we met. I took his hand in mine.

“Deal,” I told him, knowing that this was one deal I’d never regret.