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“Come forme.”
I growl the words, and she responds, her body bowing up, her hips grinding and squeezing on myfingers.
Forget music. Her orgasm is the most gorgeous thing I’ve everexperienced.
She comes down, and I stand up off the bed, stripping out of my clothes before getting a condom from mywallet.
I start to roll it on, but she reaches for my wrist. “I’m on thepill.”
Her mouth sets in a firm line as the seriousness of this slams intome.
I’ve thought about how it would feel to have nothing between us but only in a fantasy kind of way, like I’ve thought about fucking her in her pool in Dallas, her skin slippery from the water, or on top of the piano in a rehearsal room at Vanier, her legs spread so wide I can see six octaves between hercalves.
My chest tightens. “I’ve never gonewithout.”
Her hands cup my face. “We don’t have to. But I’d like to, if youwould.”
“Why?” The word is hoarse, barelyaudible.
A breath trembles out of her lips, but she continues. “Because I love you and I want to be so close to you it’s impossible to tell where you end and I start. Because I want you to come inside me, for you to know that some part of you is in me... even though I know you always havebeen.”
If she was planning to say something else, I’ll never know because I cut heroff.
I claim her lips with mine because I have to kiss her when she talks likethat.
I’m a thousand feet tall—and harder than I can remember being—when I position myself against her entrance, where she’s so wet from my touch, every easy slide of my cock on her skin a filthy promise of what’s tocome.
Right there with you,Six.
I memorize how she looks, feels, sounds, smells. Her fingers dig into my ass as I lower over her, our lips brushing. “You know something?” I murmur. “You’re the only person who’s ever made me want tobelieve.”
Her voice is rough at the edges. “You’re the only person I’ve never stopped believingin.”
Those words breakme.
I slide home, swallowing her cry as she takes every inch ofme.
She feels so good—better than Idreamed.
This girl is everything. My past, my future. The home I neverknew.
I’ll bury myself so deep she’ll never get meout.
I nudge us into a rhythm, but her body’s greedy, barely letting me pull back so I can give us both the pleasure of stroking backin.
We’re a tangle of need and feelings and sweat and hope. I’m torn between the need to draw this out for fucking hours and the drive to see how many times I can claim her before we leave thisbed.
When my hand slides between us to find her clit, she gasps, eyes flyingwide.
I draw nearly out of her, darkly thrilled by her moan ofprotest.
When I speak, my voice is arasp.
“I…”
I press back inside on a long stroke, only to pullout.
“Dream.”
