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her that, she felt a new flood of wet excitement move through her.
    And then she was straddling him, and he
was penetrating her mound, fucking her deeply, his dick so hard again.
    His mouth on her nipples, sucking,
licking.
    She threw her head back and moaned,
riding him.
    He was wild.
    He was hot and cold all at once.
    Cullen Sharpe drove her crazy but she
needed him as much as he needed her.
    “Ivy, I love you,” he told her, as he
fucked her greedy pussy.
    She took him in, soaking him in her
juices, her inhibitions gone.
    She spun around and faced away from him,
letting her muscles go languid as the excitement and heat pulsed through her.
    He entered her over and over again, and
his hands roamed up and down her body, grabbing her breasts, then her stomach,
sliding down to her hips as she road up and down on his huge dick.
    He fucked her so well, and she came, and
came and came again.
    When it was over, she fell back against
him, and his lips were on her ear, and he was whispering.
    “I love you,” he said.   “I’ve never loved anyone in my life
before the way I love you.”
    “I love you, too,” she sighed.
    They were bathed in sweat, and exhausted.
    Moments later, Cullen took her hand and
led her up to the gorgeous master bedroom, and then he pulled her onto the bed
and held her in his arms, his body molding to hers as he continued speaking
into her ear.
    His voice was soft and low, a different
voice than she’d ever heard coming from him before.
    It was his true voice, she realized.
    Something had broken and out of it had
emerged someone more real.
    “You know, I’ve always had to take care
of myself,” he whispered into her ear as he held her close, his strong arms
wrapped around her.   “And everyone
in my life has let me down, betrayed me.   I could always only trust myself and nobody else.   So I took control of everything, every
detail.”
    She stroked his forearm as he spoke,
nodding to show she was listening.
    “But when I met you,” he continued, “ for the first time, I didn’t want to control everything as
much.   I wanted to share it with
you.   And that scared me, Ivy.   It terrified me, because my only
salvation has been my belief in myself.   But for the first time in my life, I don’t want to live completely
inside my own head.   I want to share
myself with you.”
    “Are you sure?” she asked, afraid that
this was just a temporary bout of sanity, a strange side effect, perhaps, of
mind-blowing sex.
    “I’m sure,” he replied.   “I’ve never been more sure of anything
in my life.”
    And then they lay together, drifting in
and out of sleep.
    Cullen’s lips on her neck, and then his
mouth on her mouth, his tongue entering, withdrawing, entering again.
    Ivy, moaning, her nipples stiffening.
    “From jail to this,” he said.   “It’s almost a dream, isn’t it?”
    “Yes,” she moaned, as his fingertips
brushed her nipples and then he was slowly entering her pussy from behind, his
cock, sliding between her legs, deep into her mound, pushing all the way in.
    “It’s like an amazing rollercoaster
ride,” he said, his voice low in her ear as he pushed in and slid out, his cock
slathered in her juices.
    She began rotating her hips in time with
his motions.
    “Cullen,” she said, her hand trailing to
his cheek.   “You feel amazing.”
    “So do you,” he said.   “You’re my wife and I can fuck you
whenever I want, can’t I?”
    “Whenever you want,” she said.   “I’m yours.”
    His mouth was on hers again as his body
slid closer, his hips pumping, his hands squeezing her breasts tightly, fucking
her faster now.
    And then he was coming yet again, and she
could feel his cock engorged, then releasing everything inside her as she had a
sudden overwhelming climax.
    Somehow, the emotion of
it all caused tears to squeeze out of her eyes, roll down her cheeks.
    She looked out the window and saw the
blue sky turning slowly pink as the sun got ready to
begin