Victoria’s POVI climbed onto him the second the phone left his hand. The message was already sent. Harriet’s phone was still in the drawer downstairs where I had left it after I made her disappear. One week. That was all the time I needed. One week of him buried inside me and he would stop dialing that number like a lost dog.I settled over his hips and reached down, guiding him. The thick head of his cock pressed against me and I pushed down in one slow, deliberate slide until he was fully inside. My eyes fluttered shut for half a second at the stretch. God, he filled me so completely it almost hurt. I loved that it almost hurt.“Fuck… yes,” I breathed, rolling my hips once, twice, seating him deeper. “That’s it, baby. Right there.”He was still half in his head, still thinking about her. I could feel it in the way his hands stayed loose on my waist instead of gripping hard. I leaned forward, pressing my full breasts against his chest, pregnant belly heavy between us, and started mo
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