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Claiming Macie (Crave and Claimed 2)

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Sinking her fingers into his hair, she gasped his name. The sounds of her pleasure echoed off the walls. It was too much.

He nibbled at her clit, biting down on the nub before soothing it with the flat of his tongue. Each touch, each stroke only served to heighten her need for him even more. She didn’t want him to stop.

Wilson grabbed her hips, holding her in place as he focused on her pussy. His damned tongue created a fire deep in her core, heightening her need for him. His name a constant mantra spilling from her lips.

He pushed her to the edge, thrusting her over it and keeping her dangled there as she rocked and thrust against him. Even before she had come down from her peak, she felt him. The tip of his cock pressed against her core, and then, inch by inch, slowly sank inside her until he held her hips and slammed the last of himself deep into her core.

“Fuck. You’re so tight. I’m never going to get bored of this. Of you.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck, not wanting to let him go as he took her on the dining room table. Cupping his face, she stared up into his eyes. The sharp blues penetrated her. “I love you,” she said.

She never wanted anything to happen and to regret not saying it at least once to him.

Wilson stopped with his cock still deep inside her.

Macie felt every single inch of him and wasn’t in a hurry to stop him.

“You shouldn’t have done that,” he said.

She smiled. “Why not?”

“Because I needed to be the one to tell you first.”

“You waited too long. I fell in love with you the moment you stepped into the diner.”

“Macie?”

“I would wait, you know. I couldn’t wait to see you, and when you started to come into the diner regularly, seeing you was the highlight of my life.” She pressed her lips to his.

“Macie, I fucking … I love you so damn much, it scares me.”

Tears filled her eyes as she smiled up at him.

He slammed his lips down on hers, and his hard, rough fucking turned into gentle thrusts as he made love to her. It was slow, delicate, and he lifted her, carrying her through to their bedroom.

She moaned his name as he stripped her out of her clothes, and she lay before him, completely naked. Wilson took his time, kissing every inch of her before he finally made love to her, which lasted long into the night.

Each thrust, each moan, it all spoke to Macie. There was no doubting his feelings for her.

She didn’t know how she’d gotten so lucky. It wasn’t about Wilson’s wealth or the power he had. It was all about him as a person.

He was everything.

Feeling his release fill her, all Macie wanted was to spend her days with this man. Making love, fucking, and showing him how to love. In the back of her mind, she hoped more than anything that she was pregnant. She wanted to start a family with him. To have little Wilsons running around, or daughters. She didn’t care which, but she wanted it all with him.

“I’m not ever letting you go,” he said.

She smiled. How could she not?

“Good, because I want it all with you.” She lifted up and pressed her lips to his ear. “And I want to have a baby.”

Chapter Nine

There was nothing more erotic than listening to your woman say she wanted to have a baby. He’d already been paying close attention to filling her with his kid, but now as he knelt behind her, staring at the plump ass, there was something he wanted more.

They hadn’t left the bed for the last couple of days. When Macie was sleeping, he’d made a couple of calls, and he hoped to deal with his problem swiftly.

No one was ever going to hurt his woman.

Macie glanced behind her. “What are you doing?” she asked.

He cupped the mounded globes of her ass, spreading them open. “I am seeing what belongs to me,” he said.

She moaned as he let go of one cheek to cup her between her thighs. Stroking a finger between her slit, he relished each moan and whimper that escaped her. She was drenched. Their combined releases coated his fingers, and he pulled them back, stroking over the puckered hole of her anus.

Macie tensed up, but he didn’t stop, teasing her tight little asshole. She released a whimper, and he smiled. Pressing his finger against her tight asshole, he pushed inside, and she gasped, rocking back against him.

“That’s right, baby, take me.”

“Wilson?”

“Trust me.”

“I do trust you.”

“Good.” He pushed his finger in to the knuckle. In and out, he stroked her, feeling her start to moan and quiver beneath his touch. Adding a second finger, he worked her asshole, stretching her out, but knowing he needed more lube.



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