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The words hang in the air, a declaration that resonates with the desires that have been simmering beneath the surface. In this moment, the war and the complications of our situation fade into the background, leaving only the raw emotion that binds us.

Novak’s gaze holds mine, a mixture of vulnerability and anticipation in his eyes. As if guided by an unspoken agreement, the distance between us narrows, the air charged with a potent mixture of desire and uncertainty. Time seems to slow, the world around us fading into the periphery as our focus centers solely on each other.

And then, with a hesitance that speaks of the weight of our emotions, Novak leans in. His lips meet mine in a kiss that’s both gentle and electric, a connection that sends a rush of warmth cascading through me. The sensation is dizzying, intoxicating, as if all the longing and curiosity that has been building between us finds release in this single, fleeting moment.

My heart races, the intensity of our kiss filling the space between us. Novak’s touch is tender, his fingers grazing my cheek before his hand finds its place at the nape of my neck, deepening the kiss with a fervor that matches the fire burning within me. His lips move against mine in a dance that’s both familiar and entirely new, an exploration of uncharted territory that leaves me breathless. This kiss… there’s something so much more in this one. It’s like he understands the deep intensity of my feelings for him, and vice versa.

As we pull away, our eyes meet once more, the emotions that swirl within us mirrored in each other’s gazes. Novak’s voice is a soft murmur, his words a testament to the unspoken connection that’s taken root between us.

“I’ve wanted to do that again for a long time,” he admits, his tone a mixture of awe and honesty.

A smile tugs at the corners of my lips, my heart still racing from the intensity of our kiss. “Me too. Ever since our first kiss. We just haven’t exactly had the chance.”

The tension that once held us in its grip has transformed into a sense of liberation, a new found freedom to explore the depths of our emotions without the constraints of our circumstances. The war, our roles, and the complexities of our relationships with Ryker and the others momentarily fade into the background, leaving only the raw emotion that binds us. We could leave it here, make sure things don’t get even more complicated, but that doesn’t happen. Neither of us are prepared for that to happen. We grab one another once more, barely able to breathe as the kissing deepens with passion and our tongues dance. The sensation becomes increasingly addictive with every passing second. I can’t get enough of him. I grab his shirt and pull him until he’s pressed right up against me.

Our bodies press tightly against one another, our hands roaming across skin, taking this one step further. As Novak continues to kiss me with an intensity that leaves me breathless, I find myself being swept away by the powerful surge of desire coursing through my veins. The feeling is intoxicating, and I know that I will not stop until I reach the peak of pleasure together.

Especially with this man who I can sense is new to all of this. He doesn’t even need to tell me as much, I can feel it in his hesitation.

Suddenly, Novak is on his feet, pressed tightly between my thighs, causing my breath to get caught in my throat. The sensation of his hard body pressing against mine sent a thrill of excitement through her entire being.

“I want you, Lily,” Novak murmurs softly, his fingers tracing gentle patterns along her bare shoulders. The intensity of his words races down to my core.

I close my eyes, relishing the tender affection showered upon me by the man I’ve not so secretly admired for so long. I can sense the genuineness in his words, and it only serves to fuel the fire burning inside me.

“Me too,” I mutter back, wishing I could express myself better. I have so much more that I really want to say. “You have no idea.”

Novak begins to undress me slowly, taking his time to remove each piece of clothing and savor every curve of my body. My breath hitches at the sight of him, his muscles rippling beneath his shirt as he moves.

My eyes trace the lines of his arms, the definition of his abs, and the gentle trail of hair leading downward. Desire swells within me, an insatiable yearning for his touch. My hands shake as I undo the buttons of his shirt, my fingertips lingering on the fabric as it slips from his shoulders. Novak’s gaze follows my movements, his expression a mix of appreciation and raw hunger.

I then turn my attention to his jeans, working to unfasten the button and lower the zipper.

Novak assists me by stepping out of his pants, leaving him standing in nothing but his boxers. His eyes bore into mine, a mixture of lust and tenderness etched across his features. I return the look, my heart thumping wildly against my rib cage.

As if in a trance, we proceed to remove the rest of our clothes, letting them pool around our feet. By the time he kisses me again, there isn’t a stitch between us.

The feeling of his skin against mine sends a wave of excitement coursing through me, my heart beat quickening in anticipation. He trails his fingertips along my cheekbone, caressing my jaw line gently. I respond by running my fingers through his tousled hair, reveling in the silky texture. As our fingers intertwine, the connection between us grows stronger.

Our hearts beat in tandem, the rhythm of our desire mirroring the tempo of our bodies. The passion between us seems to reach a fever pitch, the need for release almost palpable.

I move my lips toward Novak’s ear, whispering, “Take me, please.”

“Gladly. It’s my first time…” he says, positioning himself on the chair in front of me. My heart beats faster. What a sweet gift he is about to share with me. He indicates for me to join in, another sign that he wants me to take control because he’s new to this. I’m the sexy goddess in this scenario, the one who knows exactly what I’m doing. Nowthatis thrilling.

Confidently, I make my way over to him, swaying my hips as I go, and I sit on top of him, straddling him. As I start to move, slowly guiding him inside of my body, his hands trail lightly along my curves, lavishing me with gentle touches. I kiss him once more as our bodies finally melt together, our mouths moving in sync, our tongues dancing together in perfect harmony.

This feels different to being with Ryker, but just as thrilling.

As we thrust hard against one another, building the pressure of pleasure, our breaths grow heavier, our gasps echoing off the walls of the room.

Just as it feels like the passion between us is about to reach its peak, a new sound fills the room. The door opens, and a new face walks in to see what Novak and I are up to.Maddox. Maybe this should be enough to stop us from moving, but it doesn’t. The sight of Maddox might throw me off guard, making my pulse pound faster. My body trembles with anticipation as his eyes widen with an undeniable curiosity.

He isn’t leaving either, and there has to be a reason for that.

With a cheeky smile, I wiggle my finger towards Maddox, guiding him over to us. I don’t know if insanity has taken a tight grip on me or not, but I want him, and I want him bad. While still fucking Novak, because this is definitely one of the most mind blowing experiences that I have ever had in my life and I’m not ready to give him up yet.

Maddox seems hesitant, and for one horrible moment, I wonder if he’s going to leave me hanging. But soon he’s intrigued by the powerful chemistry exploding between us, even with Novak here too, and he steps closer to us. To me, really, I don’t think he’s much considering Novak in all of this.

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