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Chapter 121
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year had passed since we first let ourselves fall completely. Now we were finally on vacation together just the two us, no work calls, no deadlines, no distance. I had been away for months on that brutal international project, and the paration had been hell. We survived on late-night video calls and filthy phone sex, but nothing compared to having Daisy ght here, in the flesh.
e checked into the luxurious beachfront hotel suite as the sun was setting. The moment the door clicked shut behind us e air thickened with months of pent-up hunger.
Daisy barely had time to drop her bag before I had her against the wall.
kissed her hard – deep, demanding, claiming. My hands roamed possessively over her body, squeezing her waist and as. pulling her flush against me so she could feel exactly how hard I already was.
Fuck, I missed you,” I growled against her mouth. “Months of watching you on a screen, listening to you moan my name… I’m done waiting.”
She whimpered, melting into me, her fingers already tugging at my shirt. “Norman…. please.”
I didn’t bother with slow tonight. I was too starved for her.
I spun her around, pressing her chest to the wall. My hands made quick work of her sundress, yanking it up and over her head in one rough motion. Her bra and panties followed. She stood there naked, breathing fast, ass pushed back toward me like the good girl she was.
I kicked her legs wider and dropped my own pants just enough to free my cock. It was already rock-hard, thick, and leaking after months of only my hand and her voice on the phone.
“Hands on the wall,” I ordered, voice low and rough. “Don’t move them.”
She obeyed instantly, palms flat against the cool surface.
1 gripped her hips hard and thrust into her from behind in one powerful stroke – burying myself balls-deep in her tight,
wet cunt.
“Fuuuck!” she cried out, her voice cracking as she took every inch.
I groaned loudly, the feeling of her after so long almost overwhelming. She was so fucking tight, so hot, so ready for me. I didn’t give her time to adjust. I started fucking her hard – deep, brutal thrusts that made her body jolt forward with every snap of my hips.
The wet slap of skin on skin filled the room instantly. Her moans were loud and broken, turning into desperate grunts every ime I bottomed out.
“Take it,” I growled, one hand fisting her hair to pull her head back/”Take every fucking inch like the good girl you are.
Yes- oh god, Norman- you’re so deep!” she gasped, pushing her ass back to meet my thrusts. “Don’t stop… please don’t over stop!”
I fucked her harder, hips slamming against her ass, my balls slapping her clit with every punishing stroke. The sound was hithy and loud
wet, rhythmic, obscene. I reached around and slapped her clit lightly, making her cry out and clench tighter around me.
I pulled out suddenly, spun her around, and lifted her onto the desk near the window. Her back hit the surface with a soft thud. I spread her legs wide, hooked them over my arms, and plunged back inside her in one savage thrust.
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This angle let me go even deeper. I pounded into her relentlessly – hard. fast, and dominant. Her tits bounced Brutal thrust. Her moans turned into loud, shaky cries.
Fuck-you’re taking me so well,” I rasped, leaning down to bite her neck. “This pussy was made for my cock. Missed it so
cking much.”
She wrapped her arms around my neck, nails digging into my shoulders as she took everything I gave her.
Harder,” she begged, voice hoarse. “Please…. wreck me. I can take it all.”
I gave her exactly what she asked for.
I fucked her like I’d been dreaming about for months – raw, rough, and possessive. The desk creaked violently beneath us. Her moans and my grunts mixed with the wet, slapping sounds of my cock driving deep into her soaked cunt.
She was trembling, taking every deep thrust, grunting beautifully every time I bottomed out.
I wasn’t gentle.
I wasn’t slow.
I was claiming what had been mine all along.
And she took it like the perfect good girl she was – begging me not to stop, eyes glassy with pleasure, body arching to meet every rough stroke.
The vacation had only just begun.
And I was far from done with her tonight.
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But damn! She was taking everything I gave her – every hard, deep thrust, every rough slap of my hips against her ass, every grunt that escaped her throat as I bottomed out inside her soaked cunt.
But I could feel her starting to tremble harder. Her walls fluttered wildly around my cock, clenching and releasing in desperate rhythm. Her moans had turned into broken, shaky cries.
“Norman…. I’m so close,” she gasped, voice hoarse and needy. “Please… let me come.”
I leaned over her, one hand fisting her hair to pull her head back so I could see her face. Her eyes were glassy and dazed, mascara running in soft black streaks down her cheeks, lips parted and swollen, her once-perfect ruby lipgloss now smeared
messy. Her face was flushed dark with raw pleasure. She looked wrecked in the most beautiful way.
or me, baby,” I growled against her ear, never slowing my brutal pace. “Come all over my cock like the good girl you
Fetween us and rubbed her swollen clit in tight, firm circles, That was all it took.
Shattered.
Her back arched violently off the desk. A clamped down around me like a vice uncontrollably. Her nails dug deep
loud
cry tore from her throat as her orgasm crashed through her. Her cunt squeezing, and gushing hot and wet around my cock. Her thighs shook shoulders as wave after wave ripped through her body.
Normant fuck… I’m
screamed, her voice cracking beautifully.
The feeling of her coming so hard around me pushed me over the edge.
as I could go and groaned long and low as my own orgasm hit. Thick, hot ropes of cum spilled I buried myself as deep inside her – pulse after pulse, filling her completely. My hips jerked with every spurt, grinding deep to push my release
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into her. The wet, mewy sounds of our combined orgasms filled the room as I kept thrusting through the drawing out every last drop of pleasure for both of us.
tremor finally faded, I stayed buried inside her, both of us breathing hard and trembling. I gently pulled out, thick trail of my cum leak from her swollen pussy. The sight was filthy and perfect.
her up into my arms, her legs still shaky, and carried her to the large bed. I laid her down carefully, then climbed de her and pulled her against my chest. She curled into me immediately, burying her face in my neck, her body still ing with aftershocks.
Stroked her back slowly, my touch flow soft and soothing. My fingers traced gentle patterns along her spine while I pressed oft kisses to her forehead, her temple, and her swollen lips.
“You were perfect,” I whispered against her hair. “So beautiful. So good for me.”
She hummed softly, nuzzling closer. “I missed you so much… every single day.”
“I know, baby. I missed you too.” I kissed the top of her head, holding her tighter. “No more long trips like that. I promise. From now on, it’s just us.”
We lay tangled together under the sheets, the sound of the ocean waves mixing with our slowing breaths. I kept running my fingers through her hair, massaging her scalp gently until her body fully relaxed against mine.
She sighed contentedly. “This vacation… it feels like the start of everything good.”
I smiled, pressing one last soft kiss to her lips.
It is,” I murmured. “You and me. Forever.”
Outside, the moon rose over the water, silver light spilling into the room. Inside, wrapped in each other’s arms, the world felt complete.
This was our happy ending messy, passionate, real, and ours.
And I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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