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“You have me now,” she said, and sank down all the way. “I’m yours. You own me.”

I drew back to rest my head on the seat back, grabbing her around the waist. “Jesus, Kyrie. I can hardly hold it.”

She dug her fingers even harder into my shoulders and pushed, lifting up. “So don’t.” I tried to pull her down, but she resisted. “Don’t hold it back. Just come.”

I shook my head. “No.” I reached between our bodies, touching two fingers to her clit. “Hold yourself up like that as long as you can.”

Kyrie dropped her head to rest it against mine. “Hurry. I can’t stay like this for long.”

With my free hand, I pinched her other nipple. “Then you’d better hurry up and come,” I told her, “because you don’t get to feel me inside you until you’ve come at least once.”

She moaned as my fingers circled, and then gasped when I tweaked her nipple, whimpering when my mouth latched onto her other boob. All at once then, I sucked, twisted, and circled. I felt her thighs trembling and threatening to give out. She lowered herself a little, and I stopped everything.

“I can’t…can’t stay up like this.” She lifted back up, but I knew she wouldn’t be able to hold herself aloft for much longer. “Please,” she begged.

I bit her nipple just hard enough that her breath caught. “Once,” he growled.

She sank down, sighing in relief and then moaning as our hips bumped together. “God, oh, god…oh, god, just having you inside me like this…I could come just from the feel of you inside me.”

I wrapped my hands around her hips, gripping hard as my own climax surged and threatened. “Kyrie,” I groaned, lifting her up and cupping her ass in my hands to hold her aloft. “I’ve been trying to savor this, to make it last. But I can’t wait any longer.”

Growling a curse, I jerked her hips down and mine up, cramming my cock deep into her. She shrieked in surprise and then clung to my neck, face buried in the side of my throat, nosing my heartbeat. She rolled her hips as our bodies met again, and then we were both moving, Kyrie lifting up, hesitating, and then plunging down, moaning as every inch of my cock slid into her, her moan trailing off into a sigh when I was all the way in, taking a breath as we drew apart.

“I’m close, Kyrie. I can’t hold it any longer.”

“Good,” she whispered, pulling her head away to look down at me, eyes narrowed in focused pleasure, brows furrowed. “Give it to me. Let me feel you come. I want it right now.”

“Right now?” I asked. “You want it?”

“Yes, Valentine,” she groaned, “I want it. I need it. I need to feel you come.”
 

My cock throbbed, pulsed, burned as I continued to strain every muscle in an effort to hold it back for one more second. And then, in the moment that I knew I couldn’t keep it back any longer, I crushed my mouth to hers in our first kiss in three months. She moaned at the meeting of our mouths, a tearful whimper.

“Tell me you love me, Kyrie,” I growled through clenched teeth. “I need to hear that.”

She lifted up, drawing me out of her, fluttered her hips to roll my cock through her thick wet lips.
 

Her cerulean eyes met mine, wet with tears. “I love you, Valentine,” she whispered, and sank down.

I came then, and the words were torn from me as I exploded. “Kyrie…oh, god, Kyrie. I love you. I love you so much.” Her palms clutched my face, keeping our gazes locked as we came together, detonating at the same moment. “I love you so fucking much.”
 

I felt her walls squeeze me, milking every drop of come out of me.
 

Her mouth moved against mine, both of us gasping as wave after wave of climax washed through us, fading to leaving us both limp and exhausted.

“I love you, Valentine,” she whispered once more.

A few moments later, after I’d cleaned her up and we’d adjusted our clothes, she settled into the seat beside me. “So now what?”

I shrugged, glancing out the window to see the private airfield coming into view. “Now? Now I’m taking you somewhere far away, somewhere I can keep you tied to my bed and make you scream.”