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He worked her body with single-minded focus, his only goal to bring her as much pleasure as possible. He alternated between teasing licks and firm suction on her clit, his fingers curling inside her to find that spot that made her shake apart.

Rhiannon’s hands fisted in the sheets, her thighs trembling around his ears, her hips undulating against his face as she chased her climax. He could feel her inner walls beginning to flutter around his fingers, her body tensing as her climax approached. With one final hard suck on her clit, he sent her flying.

“Oh God, Pierce… I’m going to…” Her words dissolved into a keening cry, and the sweet taste of her orgasm filled his mouth.

He growled with triumph but didn’t let up, continuing to stroke and suck her through it until she was a boneless, quivering mess.

Finally, she collapsed back onto the mattress, her chest heaving and body trembling with aftershocks. Pierce placed a tender kiss on her inner thigh and then crawled up her body, leaving a trail of hot kisses along her sweat-dampened skin. He hovered over her, drinking in the sight of her flushed cheeks, parted lips, heaving chest. She looked utterly wrecked, and it was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen. The pure, sated bliss on her face made a deep, primal satisfaction roar to life inside him.

Rhiannon’s eyes fluttered open, hazy and unfocused with pleasure. A slow smile curved her lips as she reached up to cup his cheek.

“I think… I just had an out-of-body experience,” she breathed.

Pierce grinned and dipped his head to capture her mouth in a deep, languid kiss. She could no doubt taste herself on his tongue. The thought sent a fresh surge of desire crashing through him. His cock, achingly hard, throbbed against her hip, desperate for relief.

He broke the kiss to sign,“I need to be inside you. Now.”

“Yes.” She wrapped her legs around his hips, urging him closer. “Please.”

He felt her heat, her wetness coating the tip of his cock as he positioned himself at her entrance. With a slow, deliberate thrust, he pushed inside her welcoming body.

They both groaned at the sensation, Rhiannon’s nails digging into his ass as he stretched and filled her. He buried himself to the hilt and stilled. She was so tight and perfect around him. He could live to be a thousand years old, and he’d never get enough of this.

Enough of her.

“You feel so good,” she breathed against his ear. “So big. So deep.”

Pierce closed his eyes and dropped his forehead to hers, overwhelmed by the feeling of her surrounding him so completely. His body screamed at him to move, to thrust, to chase his own release. But he wanted to savor this moment, to burn it into his memory. He never wanted to forget a single second of this. Of her.

Finally, he couldn’t resist the urge to move any longer and set a slow, deep rhythm, putting his entire body into each stroke. He was going to make this last, to draw out their pleasure for as long as possible, because he didn’t know what dangers today was going to bring. This might be his last time with her.

Rhiannon met him thrust for thrust, her hips rising to take him deeper. Her hands roamed his back, fingers digging into his flexing muscles. The room filled with the sounds of their lovemaking—the slap of flesh against flesh, their ragged breathing, the creak of the bed beneath them.

Her hands roamed his up and down back, her nails digging in as the pleasure built. “Harder,” she panted. “I need... oh God...”

He obliged, snapping his hips faster, driving into her with increasing urgency. The headboard slammed against the wall with each powerful thrust, but he was beyond caring about thenoise. All that mattered was Rhiannon and the way she felt sheathed around him.

“Yes, just like that,” she moaned, throwing her head back. “Don’t stop, Pierce. Please don’t stop.”

He couldn’t have stopped if he wanted to. He was a man possessed, chasing their mutual release with single-minded focus. Her legs tightened around his waist, and he could feel her start to tremble, her inner muscles fluttering around his pistoning cock.

He knew she was close. Determined to send her over the edge first, he leaned back, shifting the angle of his hips to hit that sweet spot inside her with every deep stroke, and slid a hand between their straining bodies, seeking out her swollen clit.

“Come for me,” he mouthed.

Rhiannon cried out, her body bowing off the bed as her orgasm slammed into her.

Pierce groaned as her walls clamped down around him like a vise, milking his shaft, and the exquisite pressure was too much. With a final, rough thrust, he buried himself deep and let go, spilling himself with a silent roar. He filled her in long, hot pulses, ecstasy exploding through his veins, whiting out his vision and stealing the breath from his lungs.

Boneless and spent, he collapsed on top of her, his face pressed into the crook of her neck as aftershocks wracked his body.

They lay twisted together for a long moment, hearts pounding and chests heaving as they slowly came back down to earth. Pierce knew he must be crushing her, but he couldn’t bring himself to move. Not yet. He wanted to stay like this forever, wrapped up in her warmth, surrounded by her scent.

Rhiannon hummed and combed her fingers through his sweat-dampened hair. “That was…” She huffed out a laugh.“God. I don’t even know what that was. I don’t think there are words for it.”

Pierce lifted his head from the crook of her neck to meet her adoring gaze. His heart squeezed painfully in his chest, emotion rising in his throat. He wanted to tell her how much she meant to him, how empty his life had been before her, how she brought light to his darkness.

Sometimes he really fucking hated that he had no voice.

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