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“So eager. I’m impressed.”

I swear, I almost fall apart at the sensation of a second finger thrusting into my rear. The pressure intensifies, but it isn’t uncomfortable. I’m relaxed from my climax and all too eager for whatever Blaine has planned.

He pumps into my tight ring, matching his pulsing fingers with each deep pump into my core. The combined effect leaves me breathless around the gag in my mouth. All I can do is take the beating and surrender my trust to the man worshipping every inch of me.

His hand pulls free only to be replaced by his dick, dragged through soaked folds to locate my awaiting ass. I whimper, unsure what to expect. I’ve fooled around plenty with the others, but this is new territory.

“Easy, Ember. Just breathe and relax. You can fit my cock.”

Another globule of saliva lands on my asshole, smeared around by his rubber-sheathed head. Fingertips dig into my hips as he adjusts his position behind me and slowly pushes against the restrictive barrier.

I squeeze my eyes shut, savouring the agony of his slow entry. It feels like an eternity for him to inch the barest amount inside, but already, the sensation is sending my brain into overdrive.

“Keep breathing. You’re doing so well.”

Moisture sears the back of my eyes. Tears of ecstasy or overwhelm, I don’t know. My mind can’t function, let alone sort through the barrage of sensations invading my cells and setting up shop.

Blaine must shift back because in the next instance, he surges forward to slide deeper into my back channel. The stretch is exquisite. I scream out around the panties, barely able to hold my head upright.

“Perfect. You feel incredible around me.”

He moves slowly, adopting a gentler pace compared to how he battered into my swollen cunt. Still, the feeling is fiercer. More powerful. It’s like being split apart at the seams and forced to gulp down a blissful concoction of pleasure and pain.

The onslaught deposits me on a collision course with a steep cliff’s edge. I’m already tensing up, preparing for the flood of chemicals that will turn my muscles to liquid.

Everything but the slap of his body crashing into mine pales into insignificance. The case. Fleeing for our lives. Gunshot wounds and criminal investigations. Here, all that exists is our entwined forms, seeking whatever peace we can find in this moment alone.

Blaine’s palm is hot on my lower back, grounding me just enough to stop my mind from detaching and floating into the ether. All I can hear is his ragged breath, matching his increasingly wild pistoning. He’s chasing his own conclusion to this wonderful torture.

When his hand ducks under my midsection to locate my clit, the combined assault is too much. Blaine rubs the tense bundle until I can’t take it anymore. A tempest sweeps in to annihilate what remains of my self-control, tipping my nervous system over the edge.

“Dammit, Ember!”

Tightening into a clamp around him, our orgasms coincide in a destructive fireworks display. The faint light in the bedroom whites out as I let myself slump, unable to withstand the ferocity for a second longer.

Blaine takes my weight as he surges into me for a final pump then relinquishes control. From his gasping for air, he’s as spent as my molten tendons feel. We collapse in a heap, tangled together in sweat-slick mayhem.

I’m only semi-aware of him tugging the panties from my mouth so I can breathe properly before strong arms curl around my limbs and pull me in close. I let myself drift, content to luxuriate in the sense of total and complete safety.

“You good?” Blaine whispers, his nose nestled behind my ear.

“Tired.”

“Shut your eyes, sweetheart. I’ve got you.”

“Stay with me tonight.”

His piercing skates over the delicate skin, making me shiver.

“I’m not going anywhere.”

CHAPTER 7

EMBER

GLYCERINE - BUSH

Standing outside Doctor Richards’s office in Sabre HQ isn’t dissimilar from waiting for the school principal. I’m not sure what the therapeutic term for a scolding would be, but I’m sure he’s intending to give me one after hearing about our recent activities.