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When he flipped her back over, she was so deeply pleasured that it was almost an out-of-body experience.

"You didn’t think we were done here, did you?" he teased.

"Oh, I was hoping we weren’t," she replied, somewhat dreamily.

He smiled, reaching down to rub his own cock—or so she thought, until he grabbed her hand and led her to it.

Eagerly wrapping her fingers around his length, she savored the look on his face as he closed his eyes, experiencing pleasure at her hands.

After only a minute, he pulled her hand away, roughly pulled her closer, and without further delay, pushed his cock inside of her.

"Oh, god, yes," she said, her eyes falling shut as she wrapped a leg around him.

He pulled back, then pushed forward again, filling her to the hilt. A few slow movements as he got his bearings, then he picked up the pace until he was fucking her so hard the couch moved. She’d never felt so full in her life, and his cock hit all the right spots.

Before long she was crying out nonsensically, begging him for what he was already giving her, but needing more, faster, harder.

One hand found her breast and he squeezed, brushing his thumb across her nipple. "You're so fucking sexy right now, do you know that?" he asked—practically growled.

"Oh god," she cried, body twisting, reaching impossibly for what only he could give her. "Please. Please."

He slammed into her harder in response. She cried out, using her legs to pull him deeper. And then he tilted his hips. Her eyes went wide, unprepared for the friction, less prepared for the explosion of pleasure as a second orgasm rocked her. She cried out again, spasming around his cock. Her spasms triggered him and he exploded inside of her. She clung to his strong upper body as he rode out his own orgasm, then collapsed on top of her.

Weakly pulling her against him, he dropped several tender kisses against her head. Then they lay there, tangled together, both thoroughly sated.

"Damn," she drawled, her face pressed against his shoulder.

“I’m never moving from this spot,” he murmured in agreement.

“Well, in that case I’m glad this was so good, because it will be our last fuck before you die.”

Heaving an exaggerated sigh, he said, “Fucking parents.”

“We should’ve done this at your house. Poor planning.”

“I was going for romantic. Also, I was pretty sure you wouldn’t respond to a booty call given the circumstances.”

Shrugging noncommittally, she said, “No comment.”

Ethan chuckled, burying his face against her skin. “I love you.”

Willow sighed happily. “I love hearing you say that.”

“Hey,” he said, as if offended.

“And also I love you, obviously,” she added.

A moment passed with him in her arms and Willow was so content, so consumed by sheer happiness that she felt like she might burst with it.

“What are you thinking?” she asked him.

“Debating whether or not it might be worth dying to stay here like this. I’m leaning toward yes.” He tilted his head to look up at her. “What are you thinking?”

With an openness that somehow managed to surprise him, she smiled and said, “That you make me very happy.”

A soft smile pulled at the corners of his mouth and he leaned up just far enough to brush a kiss across her lips.

Then he resumed his position in her arms, and she lightly ran a hand up and down her back, basking in however many moments of bliss she had left before they had to return to reality.



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