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As he surges up one more time, my muscles contract around him, squeezing as hard as I can as I lose myself, totally consumed by my orgasm, his name on my lips. “Rhys—” A burst of white light flashes behind my closed eyelids.

“Baby. Keira?—”

With one last thrust, he shoots his load deep inside me.

There’s so much of him, I feel his cum dripping out as he continues to drive into me.

Holy Jesus.

Long minutes tick away under the dark sky as we both struggle to find our bearings.

My gaze meets his.

For a pounding heartbeat, something changes in his eyes.

“Remember what I told you before we started this mind-blowing ride?” His breathing still ragged.

“I can’t remember my own name, let alone an actual conversation.” I laugh.

He doesn’t.

An ache fills my chest as I try to remember.

His broad palms smooth down my back.

“I can’t let you go now, Keira.” His voice is raw.

My heart thuds, stops, then reboots.

“Don’t.”

One word.

One simple plea.

One simple truth.

I love this man with the same intensity as a thousand burning suns.

Chapter 33

Keira

The buzz of my phone alarm shatters my peaceful sleep.

With my eyes still closed, I tap around the nightstand until I’m gripping the device. I bring it an inch close to my face, open one eye and press the snooze button.

I throw the phone somewhere on the bed and flip over, intent on falling back to sleep.

Not even two minutes go by before my phone rings.

For God’s sake.

With a frustrated grunt, I sit up in bed and search around for my phone.

Crap.

It’s in the middle of the bed, and I have to crawl to it.