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I push closer, magnetically drawn to him, until he fills me completely. I whimper against his lips, stealing kiss after kiss as my hips move.
Slow and steady, I reawaken. I do what feels good, following nothing more than pure instinct to fuck.
I need this.
I need him and his body.
I want him to take me and break me and make me forget about everything that’s outside of this room.
Carpe diem.
Oliver digs his fingers into my back.
He bites the flesh of my shoulder and groans for me.
His eyes pinch closed. His breath quickens.
I prop a hand back on his knee, panting and moaning. He draws my nipple into his mouth and bites down. Hard.
I relish in the pain, the pleasure. The cruel warmth of his embrace. The targeted ache in my muscles.
But I don’t stop.
I won’t.
I can’t.
Our heat blends. Our tongues knot. He holds me hard enough to leave bruises, but still I refuse to relent. I want nothing more than to unravel this tension that binds us together.
Oliver curls his hand around my hair. He holds it taut, forcing me to bare my neck to him. He kisses my throat, dragging his teeth and growling in my ear.
“Keep going,” he whispers. He sucks on my earlobe. “Show me how good you are.”
I moan. I whimper. I obey.
I fuck until I can’t anymore. Until my core screams and my eyes fill with tears.
Oliver wraps a strong arm around me and pulls me in, keeping his cock so deep inside. He kisses me and it’s like our first all over again. He holds me and it’s like I never left his arms in the first place.
“You’re so fucking good,” he whispers.
He lays me down on my stomach and slides a pillow beneath me, propping my rear up as he positions himself behind me.
I settle in place, feeling his hands wandering up and down my back, wanting him to enter me again. I’m so close. So sensitive. His shaft slides along my wetness, rubbing and grinding and teasing. Moans spill off my tongue. I say his name repeatedly as I wait.
I want.
I need.
Oliver leans forward, nudging the crown of his cock inside. He kisses up my spine, burrowing deeper, and I can’t help but gasp. The angle is so tight; I feel everything as his swollen head pounds inside.
Hard. Slow.
Merciless.
“Paige,” he whispers, so close to my ear. He reaches around me, curling his fingers around my throat.
I react to it, arching my back and turning my head. His mouth presses against mine, rough and wild. He grunts with each thrust.
