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“That was dirty.”

“I didn’t plan it.”

“Do it again.”

I do, and the resonance travels through my mouth into her strongly enough that her thighs tighten around my shoulders. Her body is already drawing toward release when her fingers tighten in the weave at the back of my head and pull me up.

“Come here.”

“You’re close.”

“I know.” Her voice is breathless. “I want the rest of you.”

The words go through my whole structure. I move up her body, kissing my way from her stomach to her mouth before settling between her thighs.

Her hands move over my shoulders and along my back before coming to rest low on my hips. One thumb finds the place that answered her earlier, and my whole body reacts.

Laura feels it. A small smile pulls at her mouth. Her thumb strokes the place once more, not searching now, only knowing.

“Kell.” My name from her mouth and my name moving through my structure arrive almost together.

I kiss her hard enough that Laura’s breath catches and my whole structure tightens around her. She wraps her legs around me, and I settle between them. I’m already hard and aching with the need to be inside her, but I pause anyway. Laura notices.

“You don’t need to stop.”

“I’m not stopping.”

“What are you doing?”

“Looking at you.”

The answer changes her face. Whatever tension was left there disappears. She looks at me with such open tenderness that it goes through me. Her hand comes to my cheek. “Then look.”

Her other hand goes above her head, wrist resting against the pillow. My attention catches there.

Laura notices. “Remembering?”

“Yes.”

“Good.”

I slide my hand around her wrist and hold it gently against the pillow. She relaxes beneath my hand.

Then I look at the woman who summoned me because she wanted something she’d lost, who gave me a key to her house before either of us understood what that would come to mean, who argued with me about cabinet doors and kissed paint from my skin, and who finally came into the life I built and chose me exactly as I am.

My cock presses against her entrance. Laura shifts beneath me. “Kell.”

“Yes?”

“Now.”

I ease into her slowly, watching her face as she takes me and moving steadily forward when her legs tighten around me until I’m fully inside. Laura exhales against my mouth.

“Good?” I ask.

For a second, Laura doesn’t answer. Her eyes are shining, and her face has gone soft in a way that has nothing to do with pleasure alone. There’s relief in it. Wonder. Something almost disbelieving, as though she’s finally holding something she was afraid she’d lost for good.

Her hand comes to my face. “Yes.”