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He carried her like she weighed nothing. her legs wrapped tight around his waist, lips still fused to his, gasping, moaning, fcking desperate.* The hallway was a blur, lights off, but every second was etched in heat. She clung to him like she belonged there. Like she knew he was her chaos and comfort all in one brutal f*cking package.

He kicked open the bedroom door with a low grunt, not breaking the kiss for a goddamn second. They fell into the bed like a storm. his body crashing into hers, pinning her down, making her feel so f*cking small under him.
His lips left hers, trailing down her neck, biting, sucking, leaving hot, wet marks she’d see in the mirror tomorrow and blush like f*ck.
He slid her shirt up, his knuckles grazing her skin like he was worshipping her with every f*ckin’ move.He tore his shirt off, muscles flexing under the dim light, and hovered over her like a goddamn beast. Their bodies tangled hot skin on hot skin, mouths crashing again like they hadn’t already kissed a hundred f*cking times. His hands roamed every inch of her as he owned her. Clothes were gone in a blur hers first, his next until skin was against skin, heat to heat. His hands slid down her sides, fingers dancing over every curve, every soft spot that made her shiver and squirm. “You’re so f*ckin’ perfect, babygirl,” he whispered, his voice wrecked with need, “I could spend all night just tasting you.”
He kissed down her stomach, slow and dirty, smirking against her skin every time she whimpered. He spread her thighs with strong hands, dragging them open like a present, watching her with eyes so full of filth and reverence it made her heart stop.
His tongue slid between her legs with no mercy. Hot. Deep. Ruthless. He devoured her like a man starved, moaning into her like her taste was the only thing he ever wanted. Her hips bucked, hands tangled in his hair, and he just kept going lips wrapped around her, sucking, licking, grinding his tongue against the spot that made her scream his name.
“You like that, babygirl?” he groaned, voice muffled between her thighs, “you taste so f*cking sweet, can’t get enough of this pretty little p*$sy.”
She came undone on his tongue, back arching, body trembling, breath gone and he didn’t stop until her thighs were shaking, until she begged him to come up and kiss her again.

And when he did, his lips were wet with her, his eyes wild, his body ready.
He lined up with her, dragging the tip of his c*ck against her folds slow and teasing, making her gasp again. “You sure?” he asked, even though his voice was straining, barely holding back. “’Cause once I’m in… I’m not stopping.”

“Fck me,” she whispered, legs wrapping around his waist. “Hard. Deep. Like I f*cking belong to you.”
And then he was inside her d£ep. All at once.
The stretch, the heat, the way he filled her like they were made for this… her nails raked down his back as he started to move, slow but hard, deep but filthy. Their bodies moved in rhythm, grinding. against each other, skin slapping, breath tangling. His forehead dropped to hers, lips brushing, eyes locked as he f*cked her like it was the last thing he’d ever do. “I love you,” he growled, breathless, thrusting harder. “So f*cking much it hurts.”
She pulled him into a kiss, m0aning into his mouth as her body tightened around him again. And they didn’t stop.
Not until the sheets were soaked in sweat, breathless love, and the scent of them. after they got tired and breathless, they laid on the mattress and in a few moments she fell asleep deeply. He kissed her forehead softly and then dialed a number.
On the call...