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I nod my head. “Good, now how about we call your insurance company?”

I didn’t think I could love this man more, but the past twelve hours have proved me wrong.

“For a moment, can we just forget everything that’s happened?” I whisper.

He trails his knuckles down the side of my face. “What are you asking me for, Kitten? You know I’ll give it to you.”

“You inside me thick and hard. Fuck me until the only thing that matters is the way we make each other feel.”

His nostrils flare. “Are you sure you’re up for that?”

“Please, Hous.”

“You don’t ever have to beg me, Kitten.” He eases open my legs and tugs down my shorts and buries his face between my thighs. A few gentle flicks of his tongue on my clit have my pussy flowing. “So sweet.” He sucks my clit into his mouth. I buck off the couch and push his head closer as I ride his face. I need to be shattered, spent, and floating bliss, so my mind shuts off.

His tongue dips inside my core, stiff, and long.

"More, baby."

He slips two thick fingers into my center, stretching me as he circles my walls and rubs my clit with his thumb. I feel the pressure building inside me.

"Yes, like that."

He pumps his digits faster, and crooks them, hitting a spot that makes my entire frame jerk.

"Houston," his name is stuck on repeat as I fuck his hand and mouth completion. I coast over the edge and into the place where time and space are irrelevant.

“That was one,” Houston says huskily.

I glance down, breathing hard and meet his darkened gaze. He's kneeling in front of me, pumping his swollen cock in his fist. His pants are halfway down as if he couldn't wait to have me. The slit on his tip is wet. I lick my lips. Suddenly I'm thirsty.

“One?” I whisper.

He nods and moves to sit beside me on the couch. “I think I can get at least two more.” My pussy walls clench in in anticipation. “Come and sit on my cock, Kitten."

He lifts me up, and I rub my wet pussy up and down his dick.

"That it. Get it nice and wet for me." His gravelly purr. I grip his base and climb on top slowly easing down on his thick length. He shoves my shirt up and frees my breast, sucking them into his hot mouth. I arch my back, grip his shoulders, and pause to enjoy the fullness.

"You feel so good inside me."

"I'll feel even better once you move." He slaps my ass, and I lift and drop down, riding him like I have a destination, and I'm an hour late. I trail my nails down his back as he grips my hips tight, and pounds inside me. I can’t think. The only thing that matters is the feel of him moving inside me. I let my hips work together with his. The slap of his balls against my ass and his tip tapping my G-spot splinter me into tiny fragments.

“Two, give me one more, beautiful.” He reaches between us and rubs my clit, stirring the coals of desire and relighting the flame between us.

“I- I.” My body is one giant stimulated nerve ending. I explode onto his cock, squeezing him tight as my walls flex. My eyes roll back in my head, and the fireworks explode behind my lids and throughout my body.

“You okay, Kitten?” he asks as I lift my heavy lids. I blink back tears.

“As long as I have you I am.”

“Always, baby.” He places a gentle kiss on my lips, and I bask in the safety and security his arms provide. Soon, I’ll get up and start the ball rolling on damage control. Right now, I’m exactly where I need to be.

“Where do we stand with things?” Houston asks as we settle the kids at the table with an after school snack. I love the way my problems are his automatically.

“They’re waiting on the cause of the fire before reimbursement of anything. All my family and friends know I’m fine and bunking with you. My mother is ecstatic, she got it out of me that we’re almost at the half year point of dating and is probably planning out wedding as we speak.”

“I don’t mind that.” He gives me a shy smile that turns my insides into goo.