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To be intimate with another soul. To share my body with his. To give and receive the kind of pleasure I’d only heard about.
    I should have been nervous and anxious and, with a cock the size of his, squirming as he inched into me, but I felt nothing but fire and oneness and unadulterated pleasure building inside me like it was about to explode.
    Stilling my hips just long enough to look back at him, I lifted an eyebrow. “Are you sure you can handle my need?”
    His face was drawn up like he was holding himself back, every muscle in view straining through his skin. As he crept deeper into me, taking my virginity in one slow stroke, he didn’t blink or look away until he’d seated himself so far inside me, I could feel his pelvis grinding into my ass. My cry filled the quiet night while a ragged breath spilled from his mouth.
    “I can handle whatever you give me,” he said, his voice an octave deeper than normal as he pulled back. “Whatever you want from me. I can handle it all. I’ll take care of every need you have. I’ll take care of you. ”
    Staring back at him, I knew his words weren’t empty. He’d been taking care of me since the night the ocean should have claimed my life. He’d been taking care of me every moment since, this moment included.
    Thrusting back into me, his arms came around me as his chest lowered into my back. His head fell beside mine as he took my body, giving his to me at the same time.
    “I’m not going to last long this round, and it would be pointless to even try holding off,” he rasped in my ear before sucking at my lobe. “Your body’s so goddamned perfect, your pussy handmade for my cock to fuck, I doubt I’m ever going to be able to last long inside you.”
    His thrusts became harder, rocking my body below his, forcing moans out of me as I reveled in the feel of his cock filling me with each thrust. This was what I’d been missing. All of this time, I’d been missing this. I’d been missing him . The way he made me feel safe and wanted and like I was the damn queen of his world. The way he worshipped my body and the way mine drove him over the edge of sanity and reason.
    God, everything I’d been looking for had been right here, on this beach, in this man, half a world away from where I’d spent the past twenty-four years.
    “But don’t you worry. I’ll be taking good care of you after this. I’ll be taking good care of you always.” He grunted, his hips bucking against mine.
    I panted, feeling my orgasm spiraling closer with every touch, with every word, with every stroke of his powerful steel. “You already are.”
    “I’m going to take care of you right now because I want to feel your pussy working my cock when I fill you with my cum. I want to feel your pussy jacking me off good, baby. Because as soon as I’ve drained the last drop of myself into you, I’m going to flip you onto your back, put my head between your legs, and fuck you with my mouth so many times, you’re going to be begging for my cock again.”
    “God, Grant,” I moaned, my head throwing back against him as my legs quivered from what was building inside me.
    “I can’t wait to see how you taste, baby. I can’t wait to discover how I taste on you. I can’t wait until I can shove my tongue up this tight channel before sucking your clit until your hips are bucking so hard against me, my neck could snap. I want your pleasure. It’s mine. So give this one to my cock so your next one can belong to my tongue.”
    My hips were rocking back to meet each of his thrusts now. I was seemingly unable to feel him deep or hard enough. “Yes,” I breathed, my body shuddering as my orgasm surged to the surface.
    “That’s right. I’m there. I want your pussy getting me off when I come. Get me off, baby. Get me off good.”
    His head fell outside of mine, his words so strong they echoed through my body. Right as my body seized from the first pulse of pleasure radiating through me, Grant grabbed