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“You love it,” he growls against my mouth, his tongue plunging deep, grabbing handfuls of my ass.
I push at his chest half-heartedly. “Mag, let’s get out of here before we get caught.”
Magnus steps back, gaze heated. He grins, grabbing my hand. “Let’s go.”
As soon as we’re in his car, he reaches over to slide his hand up my thigh.
“Keep your hands to yourself, buddy,” I warn.
“So cruel,” he laughs, starting the engine.
The drive to his house seems to take forever. By the time we stumble through his front door, kissing and tugging at each other’s clothes, I’m desperate for him.
He lifts me, urging my legs around his waist, and carries me to his bedroom. We fall onto the immense bed together, all roaming hands and tangled limbs.
“Condom,” I gasp as he positions himself at my entrance.
He freezes. “Shit, we’re out.”
“You gotta be kidding me!” I shove at his chest. “Magnuuuus,” I whine.
“I’m sorry, babe. I meant to get more but with everything happening, I forgot…” He collapses next to me with a groan. “I haven’t needed to restock in a while.”
I sit up, running my hands through my braids. He pulls me into his arms. I lay my head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat slow, fingers combing through my hair.
I sigh, tracing patterns on his skin. “You’re hopeless.”
“Hopelessly into you,” he teases, making me smile despite my lady blue balls.
Magnus kisses me softly. He brushes his thumb over my lower lip. He kisses me again, slow and sweet. “I’m yours, Sandra. Today, tomorrow, always.”
I throw my arms around him, holding on tight. Unable to respond or to fully embrace his words.
Magnus pulls me closer, his lips finding mine again. The kiss deepens, all heat and passion, leaving me breathless. By the time he lifts his head, my lips feel swollen, my body tingling with desire.
Magnus starts ravishing kisses over every inch of my skin. I return the favor, all over the body I’ve dreamed about for years.
I wrap my legs around his waist, feeling the hard length of him pressed to my center. The sensation sends a jolt of electricity through me.
“I’m going to make you mine now,” he says, voice rough with passion. “And then I’m going to spend the rest of our lives showing you just how much you belong to me.”
He comes over me. Magnus fills me, stretches me, completes me in a way I never dreamed possible. Our gazes lock, and in his eyes, I see forever.
Every touch of his hands, every kiss, ignites my skin. I gasp as he finds a sensitive spot on my neck, my body arching into him. Our breaths come fast, hearts pounding against each other.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he murmurs against my lips. “I’ve waited so long for this. For you.”
His words make my chest ache with emotion. I pull him closer, clutching at his back. “I’m here now. I’m yours.”
A groan rumbles in his chest. He kisses me fiercely, and I pour all my love, all my longing into our connection. Years of pent-up passion surge between us. His hands roam my body, stroking, caressing, claiming. I do the same, forever learning the feel of him, the solid muscle and heat, the scars that mark his skin. His intoxicating scent.
Everything blurs together, a tangle of limbs and heat. The world narrows to just us, this bed, the place where our bodies join. Pleasure builds and builds, tension coiling tight within me.
Magnus braces himself above me, gaze smoldering into mine. “Come for me, Sandra.” His voice is a gravelly command that shoots straight to my clit. “I want to feel you come apart around me.”
His words tip me over the edge. Ecstasy crashes over me in waves as I shatter around him. He groans, thrusting deep, and follows me into bliss.
For a long moment, we simply cling to each other, breaths harsh in the silence. He kisses my neck, my cheek, the corner of my mouth.
