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Resting on my elbows, I cup the sides of her breasts, pulling them together so I can suck and nibble them. Her back arches, and she exhales another little moan.

“I made sure Edward was sleeping in his headphones before I came here,” she sighs.

It’s all I need to know. Moving lower, I catch the sides of her tiny scrap of underwear, yanking them down her legs and tossing them aside. I’m on my knees, and I wrap my arms around her legs, leaning forward and covering her with my mouth.

Her moan is louder now, and I slide my tongue all over her clit, circling with my tongue, giving it a little suck. Her ass bucks in my hands, and her hands are in my hair.

She’s riding my face even though she’s on her back, and I slide one hand up, reaching higher to pinch and pull her tight nipples. Her body jerks, and her hips begin to quiver.

Soft, undulating noises pant rhythmically from her chest, and I feel when her body starts to break, when her orgasm shocks and shudders in her thighs. Moving my mouth to the crease of her leg, I kiss her skin, and she jumps with another moan.

I shove my pants down, allowing my cock to spring free while she’s still glowing.

“Can you take a little more?” We had sex all day, and I don’t want to cause her discomfort.

She stretches out both hands, curling her fingers and hissing, “Yes.”

It makes me smile, and I move higher, between her thighs, reaching down to align my cock with her entrance.

In one long drive, I’m seated deep inside her. She moans, and her hips move beneath me. Her inner muscles quiver and squeeze my cock, and the feeling of her orgasm fluttering all around me has me shooting to the edge so fast.

“Fuck, Rachel…” I’m like a teenager, rather than a thirty-something-year-old man. “I’m going to come.”

Thrusting my hips, I lose myself in the soft warmth of herbody, the slippery heat of her core, and her soft lips at my ear, kissing and biting.

“You feel so good,” she whispers, and I realize her hips are rocking with mine.

Sliding my arms under her shoulders, I turn us quickly, so she’s on top. Her blonde hair falls all around us, and she leans forward to place her palms on my chest as she rides me.

Her eyes are closed, and her thighs slide up and down my hips. Lifting my hands, I trace my fingers lightly over her ass, and she jumps, moving in a staccato way as her second orgasm surges through her body.

“Oh!” She cries, and I push higher, giving her all of me as her muscles flutter around my cock. “You make me come so hard.”

The thread I was hanging onto breaks, and I squeeze my eyes shut as my ass tightens, as the climax I’ve been holding back rips through me. A roar is in my throat, and I nearly choke, doing my best to keep it quiet.

My cock jerks and pulses into her. My back lifts off the bed, and Rachel exhales another whimpering moan, riding me like I’m a wild horse.

It’s so intense, I’m pretty sure I leave my body briefly. Wrapping my arms around her, I hold onto her as my anchor to this world. My eyes are still closed as the air moves in and out of my lungs, as I fall back through space to this room, in my bed, her naked body flush with mine.

Already she feels like home. I could be here forever and die a happy man. All thoughts of risk and rules have left my mind, and all I want is her, Rachel Wells.

She wiggles, and I release my grip on her. Sliding off me, she faces me in the bed, and I roll onto my side to study her flushed cheeks lifted with her grin.

“It keeps getting better,” she whispers, and now I’m smiling.

I’m pretty sure I’ve smiled more today than I have in two years—possibly longer. “Hold that thought.”

Hopping out of the bed, I open the door and carefully peekinto the dark hall. It’s empty and silent, so I step across into the bathroom, grab a washcloth and hold it under the cool water.

When I return, she hasn’t moved, and I go to her, carefully cleaning up our mess. This time she lets me. After our first time, she probably made the right decision to take a quick bath.

Setting the cloth aside, I pull her to me in a hug. I smooth my hand down the line of her back. I inhale the sweet honeysuckle in her hair. She snuggles closer to me the way she did when we were dancing, the way she did when we made love.

She’s a perfect fit, and the mad protectiveness twisting in my chest won’t let go. I’ll never be able to let her go.

We stay wrapped in each other’s arms, breathing each other’s air until I begin to doze. She’s so still, I think she’s asleep, but she pulls back.

“I’d better sleep in my room just in case.” She moves to the edge of the bed, looking over her shoulder at me.

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