Her legs clamped my waist, and we kissed hungrily as I nailed her to the door with my cock. Over and over, I pumped into her with force as her nails bit into my shoulder, and that tiny bit of pain only drove me to take her harder and faster.

“God, Ax. I’m close. Make me come, baby.”

All night, sweet girl. I’ll make you come all night long.

My hands tilted her hips a little as I thrust up into her, our flesh slapping together and melding with our moans of pleasure. Bending my head down, I bit one of her nipples and felt her contracting around me, taking me over the edge with her when she climaxed. I kept one hand firmly under Blaire’s bottom but reached out the other and steadied myself against the door as my knees shook with the intensity of my orgasm.

Damn, that felt perfect. Well, almost perfect. Except for the fucking rubber. I wanted to pour my cum inside her, mark her as mine over and over again. I stroked her from the inside as I completely emptied myself, and she began to come down from her orgasm, her eyes fluttering open.

“So good, baby,” she moaned against my lips. I kissed her gently, our mouths and tongues languid as we rode each other slowly.

“I love you so much, Blaire,” I said, resting my forehead against hers. I stopped her when she started to speak. “I don’t expect you to say it back.” Then I grinned at her and said, “Yet. Just… take your time, okay? I’m not going anywhere, but I’m still going to tell you every day because you need to know how I feel.” Her eyes were soft, warm, and encouraging as she blinked slowly up at me, a tender smile curving the edges of her lips upward.

The phone beside the door rang, and I picked it up. “Yes?”

“Mr. Broxton, we have a food delivery for you. Shall I send them up?”

“Yes, thank you, Vincent.” I hung up and looked at Blaire. “Food’s here. Make yourself presentable, woman. You’re a damn mess.” She tossed me a flat look as she pushed her beautiful tits back into her bra. I kissed the swell of each breast and whispered, “Goodbye, girlies. I’ll miss you.”

Blaire laughed and said, “You nut. You know, if you want me to be presentable, you might want to take your dick out of me.”

I looked down to where we were still joined and said, “Oh, is that still in there?” before looking innocently back up at her. “He likes it there. He wants to stay.”

She giggled and said, “Then I guess the delivery guy will see my naked ass when he gets here.”