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She smiles, and I get the rest of her clothes off. Mine follow. When I settle between her legs, she opens them for me without hiding her face. I kiss the soft inside of her thigh, then bite gently enough that she lifts toward my mouth for more.

I give her more. Her hand comes to the back of my head, fingertips brushing my scalp while I taste her. I slide two fingers inside her and keep my mouth where she needs it. She stops trying to keep still. Her hips move against me, and I follow until she says my name sharply and comes with her heels pressing into my back.

I stay with her until her grip eases. Then I kiss my way up her body, and she catches my face between her hands.

She kisses me, still trembling when her thighs close against my sides.

I brace beside her and guide myself to her. The first bare touch makes me stop.

“Jay?”

“Yeah.”

I look down between us. She moves beneath me, just enough, and the head of my dick slips inside her.

“Fuck.”

It comes out under my breath. I try to take the next one and push deeper instead, feeling her open around me until there is nowhere left to go. I drop my forehead to hers.

She strokes the back of my head. Her breath is uneven against my cheek. I can feel every small movement she makes, including the one she makes when I kiss her.

“You okay?” she asks.

“Give me a second.”

Her smile brushes my lips. Then she moves again, and I catch her hip.

“Zel.”

“Sorry.” She doesn’t sound sorry.

I lift my head. “You playing with me?”

“A little.”

I draw back and stroke into her. Her smile disappears. The sound she makes gets me through the next one and nearly finishes me on the third.

I stop with my mouth at her neck, holding her close while I get myself under control. She kisses my shoulder, then my cheek. That almost does it, too.

I get a hand under her ass and change the angle. Her legs tighten around me, and I find a rhythm I can keep without giving up how good she feels. She moves with me. Her yes comes against my ear, low and unguarded, and I want to stay right here until she has nothing left to be shy about.

She holds my face when I kiss her. Her nails slide down my back when I move harder. I don’t have to pull an answer out of her. She is giving me all of them.

I work my hand between us and circle her clit with my thumb. She lifts into the pressure, her eyes closing, and I keep it there while I move inside her. Her body tightens. She tries to say my name, gets as far as “J-Jay,” and holds on.

I feel her come around me. I have to close my eyes against it, my arm locked beside her head, and there is no getting myself back under control this time.

I start to ease out. I make it barely an inch before I stop, every part of me fighting the distance. I want to be deep inside her when this happens. The wanting is so fierce I lift my head to look at her.

“I’m close, Zel.”

Her fingers move over my cheek. “I want it.”

I kiss her and press back into her, and that is all it takes. I come hard, her body warm around me, her arms holding me through the part I can’t make quiet. I stay buried inside her until my arms start to shake.

She kisses my shoulder. I manage to move onto my side, bringing her with me, and she settles against my chest while I try to remember how to breathe normally.

“Jay.”