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I needed to feel her mouth on me. I flipped her, her

pussy still over my face, but my hand nudged her down.

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She didn’t need more encouragement, her hands resting on the thighs she loved so much. Her mouth was warm, wet, and felt so good as it bobbed up and down my cock. The moans she pulled from me were so loud, I was sure the neighbors would come out. Her mouth dragged up me before she started to kiss and suck my thighs. It was my undoing.

I left no room for reprise before standing and

bending her over the railing of the balcony. Shoving my pants down, I wasted no time thrusting deep into her. We moaned together, her wet warmth intoxicating to me. I placed one leg up on the small table between my chairs before palming one breast and pulling her hair into a fist. Her pussy clenched, drenching me in her wetness. I thrusted hard, pulling her back in quick bursts. All Aife could do was beg, finally learning to use her words.

“More, Talon.” She pushed her hips back, meeting

my hips.

I thrust into her, the hand on her breast moving to

circle her clit. Our hips slammed together, skin slapping the only sound outside our harsh breaths. Her pussy clenched again as Aife began to shudder, wave after wave of an orgasm hitting her. I thrust once more, my cock throbbing intensely as I came.

“I love you, Aife.”

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EPILOGUE: TWO YEARS LATER

AIFE

The past two years with Talon had been

indescribable. We had our moments of difficulty, but we always found joy in each other. Our days together were spent laughing, talking, and getting to know each other on a deeper level. Somehow, even deeper than when we had shared secrets in the hospital.

Finally, after years of hard work, I was doing

research into chronic illness and therapeutic interventions. Talon and I had moved in together, spending as much time as possible together. I’d turned thirty-one and Talon thirty. It made me feel a little old, but I was happy to be with him.

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The craziest thing that happened was Houston

bought a hockey team. Talon had asked for a trade, knowing he only had a few years left to play anyway. Over the past two years, Talon and the coach had built the team up. Zeke even joined the team and now, for the first time in their franchise history, the Houston Cosmos were in the running for the Stanley Cup.

Pride didn’t even begin to cover how I felt. Talon

loved Texas, and we were both so happy to be back. If he won his second Cup in his hometown, we would be on top of the world.

I was just happy to be on this journey with him. I

was ready to keep riding the highs and lows by his side. Learning to be here now.

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