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I pull back. Thrust deep again.
“Mine,” I repeat.
“Yours.” She rocks her hips up in time.
“Nothing’s going to keep us apart now. Nothing between us.”
She stills, holds my gaze.
“What?” I ask as sweat drips down my brow.
“Nothing. I…” Her eyes practically roll back in her head as I roll my hips, fucking her more deeply.
I pull out, flip her over, and lift her onto her knees.
“Head down, kitten. Good girl.”
She’s in position and I take her from behind. I can watch my cock disappear into her perfect pussy this way. Go deep. Make her mine.
I fuck her hard. She meets me with every thrust.
“That’s it. Take what you need.”
I won’t last. Not this first time, so I hook an arm around her, pull her up so she’s sitting on my thighs. I cup her breast with my palm and I rock into her.
“You and me. Always.”
I reach down, find her swollen, sensitive clit, and circle it.
She moans. A gush of arousal coats my cock and I don’t stop.
“Come and I’ll follow you,” I murmur in her ear.
One, two deep strokes and she falls. Lost in my arms.
I can’t resist her any longer, pulling her down hard onto me and filling her. Pulsing deep and giving myself over to the best orgasm of my life.
This.
Avery.
It’s everything.
Nothing will stop me from having her.
Nothing.
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AVERY
Guilt.
It’s eating at me as I lie in Chance’s arms. I want so badly to trust him. To allow myself to love him and let him back into my life. I’m in bed with him. That’s huge, but not enough.
I can’t get consumed by the chemistry between us. We’ve always had that. From the start, Chance and I made sparks when we were in the same room together. Even now, years and years later, it’s amazing. Like nothing I ever shared with another man. I didn’t know what it was. Chance is attractive, but it’s not only that. He’s charismatic. Rough. Gruff, too. Intense. Potent. He’s also gentle. Demanding. Possessive.
He’s an incredible lover. All those adjectives focused on me when clothed is one thing. But naked? When his weight is pressing me into a bed? Devastating. I’m in trouble here, because I know what it feels like with my heart on the line. I lost him once. I’m not sure if I can handle it again.
