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She was breathtaking.
Absolute perfection.
With her hair fanned out across my pillow, her skin was luminous, her eyes trusting and yearning. She was every fantasy I didn’t know I’d had, one I sure as hell planned to appreciate and cherish for as long as she allowed.
With one knee on the bed, I reached into my bedside table and ripped open the newly acquired box of condoms I’d stashed away in there the other day before settling between her thighs. The heat of her core radiated like a beacon, beckoning me as she lifted her hips and wrapped her legs behind my back.
I caressed the side of her cheek and ran my thumb over her bottom lip before I leaned down and teasingly took it between my teeth. “The first time I come, it won’t be in this pretty mouth of yours.”
“I wasn’t opposed to it.”
“I could tell, but right now, there’s only one place where I want to be.”
“Oh?” She smirked.
“Yes.” I couldn’t help but assert, and with our eyes locked on one another, I slid a hand under her backside and tilted my hips, sinking into her heat with one fluid motion. “Fuck, I knew you were made for me.”
“Boden,” she breathlessly cried out, gripping my biceps and tucking her lips between her teeth.
My heart dropped. “Are you okay?”
She nodded. “I just . . . I need you to move.”
I swallowed hard with relief and willed myself to dig down deep. “One sec, you’re tight and already squeezing me so good.”
Lakelyn weaved her hands through my hair and tugged my head down to hers, plunging her tongue into my mouth and taking everything she wanted and more.
Her kiss was ravenous, full of passion.
Unable to hold back any longer, I flexed my hips and thrust back inside her, setting the pace. When her lips fell from mine, I bent, palmed her breast, and took her nipple between my teeth. Her nails dug into my shoulders, and her pelvis matched my punishing rhythm. Knowing she was present and completely enraptured, giving back every ounce of energy she had, was the best fucking turn-on in the world.
The sound of our bodies joining together and co-mingled with our breathless pants filled the room. Sweat beaded across my skin while the telltale throb developed at the base of my spine as my balls grew tight with pleasure. With Lakelyn looking so damn picture-perfect beneath me and us hovering on the precipice, I reached between us and thumbed circles around her clit until she came spectacularly around me.
Enraptured waves of gratification rippled through her, and there was nothing in the world that would have forced my eyes away.
She was stunning.
Breathless and elated, squeezing me forcefully to the brink of my own orgasm.
Once her body relaxed, I shifted upright onto my knees and curled my hands over her hips. “Eyes on me,” I murmured, looking down at her.
With her breasts jostling and her hands fisting the bedsheets, I moved my hips with unrestrained eagerness. Chasing my release with relentless pursuit until my spine tingled and a rush of endorphins slammed into me with such force that it wasn’t just the rawness of the intimacy that had knocked me entirely off my axis.
It was her, and I was never letting go.
Chapter25
Lakelyn
Every morning for the past year, the moment I drifted awake and my consciousness started stringing thoughts together, I’d wish desperately for the evening to fall so I could go back to sleep, all before stepping a foot out of bed to start the day. While fruitful rest didn’t often come easily, it was the only place I wanted to reside once it did.
A place where I didn’t have to face the harshness of my reality.
A residence where I could hide from the embarrassment, the pain, and the answers I would never get.
The list of reasons felt endless.
Since moving to Sutton River and cutting the outside world out, little by little, that desire to hide had slowly dissipated. I wasn’t sure when it happened, but the realization felt like a rebirth.
