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When he crawls up on the bed, says, “Open your legs wide, Ivy. You know how I like it.”

I lay back on the bed, open my legs wide and he positions his manhood directly for my center. I gasp when I feel my walls stretch for his rod while my heart blooms like a summer flower. I brace myself. I know Gideon – he doesn’t like it slow. In one smooth thrust, he rams me with and rides me hard, sending stroke after stroke after stroke, rocking the bed while rocking my world at the same time.

I inch up to relieve the pressure but he pulls me back down, and says, “No. Don’t run. You’re a big girl, aren’t you?”

He rams me.

“Aren’t you?”

“Ye-yes, Gideon.”

“Then take it like one.”

I close my eyes and hold on to him, feeling the first coils of an orgasm building inside of me. Just when I think I’m going to explode, he pulls his hardness out of me and flips me over. He pulls me up to my knees and enters me from behind. With his large hands securing my waist, he pulls me backward and pushes forward, making me ride and feel the full length of his manhood. I feel the thickness, every vein and even the huge round tip as it plays at the entrance of my hole.

Gideon has always been a phenomenal lover, but tonight, he’s taking it to a new level. He grabs one of my breasts and squeezes it as he’s losing control. And I’m losing it, too. I feel the orgasm rising in me, spurring me on to throw it back and handle it, listening as our colliding bodies.

Smack.

Smack.

Smack.

Smack.

He’s relentless. And I was coming.

“Gideon!” I scream, shudder and cream all over him as the waves flood me. I rode the orgasm and something about it spurred me on to move faster, the same way Gideon was moving at whiplash speed to find his.

He manually arched my back, giving him better access to my mound and he hit every wall. If he didn’t come soon, I just might die for real.

“Ivy!” he belts out as he lets loose inside of me.

I feel it all the way to my womb this time and he’s still riding me like he didn’t just empty a load inside of me. He can’t get enough.

“Gideon, what are you doing to me?”

“I’m making you regret that you ever walked out on me,” he responds boldly as he finds my pearl and massages it with his finger.

“Ah,” I gasp, feeling the makings of yet another eruption coming. I didn’t think my body could handle another one after the last one, but here he is, making me come yet again.

“Gideon!” I scream, hoping he will have mercy on me and finally let me go, but I feel his arousal harden again.

He pulls it out and flips me over again and dives right back inside of me. This time, he stares into my eyes and says, “It’s mine. You’re mine. No one else’s. Is that understood?”

“Yes.”

“I’m going to make sure you understand,” he says and starts moving, giving me deep strokes. He throws his head back like he’s relieved to be inside of me again and with only the skill he possesses, he begins riding me hard, right into another orgasm that leaves me spineless.

And then he groans and screams my name as he drowns my insides yet again.

He pulls out, then lays beside me breathless and wordless.

I’m beside him, the same.

Chapter 13

Gideon