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There was something about her that compelled me.

Beckoned me.

Something that made me want to gather her up and never let her go.

Take her.

Claim her.

I tried to shun it because Savannah had made it clear what this was.

It wasn’t permanent.

It was pleasure.

Release.

Giving in for a moment.

So I gave and refused any reservations that threatened to swell up and invade.

“Fuck…this sweet mouth, Savannah. So good. So perfect. Never have felt anything as good as this. You’re going to do me in. Take it, baby.”

The words tumbled out like praise as I angled her jaw so I could take her even deeper.

Savannah glowed beneath my words.

Every inch of her sweet, soft flesh glistened. Hair a tangle in my hand. Her single tit still bared from where I’d shoved down her camisole.

I was sure I’d never seen anything more gorgeous than her kneeling there.

“You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, stealing my breath every time I look at you.”

I needed to be careful that she didn’t steal my goddamn heart.

I could scent her arousal, and her nails dug even deeper into my thighs as I let my movements fully take over.

Savannah accepted me as I took her in a way that was close to vicious.

A madness spun through the room.

This possession that wound me into a beast.

Savannah moaned and whimpered while I grunted and snarled.

She pressed her thighs together like it might be enough to staunch this need that I was afraid could never be satisfied.

It was only going to grow.

A growl rumbled in my chest when she swallowed around my cock and took me into her throat.

I thought I might pass out from the feel of it. At this stranger who was coming to mean everything.

Pleasure glowed and gathered. It tracked my spine, a thrill that sped up and down. My balls tightened as the energy coiling in my body gathered to a pinpoint.

“Such a good girl, the way you take me,” I told her.

Quickening my pace, I raced for the bliss that waited in the distance.

Severity glinted in the atmosphere. The oxygen growing so dense it was impossible to breathe.

Impossible to see.

Impossible to define this feeling that overwhelmed.

Then those aqua eyes flashed up to me, and I got swept away by the torrent of emotion swimming in the depths.

It was that single look that set me off.

What had that pinpoint of ecstasy splintering out, streaking far and wide and tumbling through every cell in my body.

Paradise.

“Savannah.” I grunted her name as I came, my cock pulsing as I poured into her mouth.

She sucked, swallowing every drop, the woman writhing on her knees while she licked me clean.

Shivering because she needed more. Just like I imagined, that intensity refused to fade.

The need keening between us not close to sated.

I swept her up off the floor, and Savannah yelped in surprise as I hiked her into my arms. On instinct, her legs wrapped around my waist. Her center was hot and drenched where it was pressed low to my abdomen.

She rubbed against me, seeking friction.

“I’ve got you,” I promised as she continued to whimper.

I carried her into the bathroom. It was brighter in there, and the girl was lit up in a spotlight as I propped her on the edge of the counter.

Blonde hair wild but it was her eyes that screamed of this mayhem.

I drove three fingers deep inside her.

A delirious gasp raked from her mouth, and her hands flew out to my chest. “Ezra. I need…”

She was so lost to it she could hardly speak.

“I know, baby.” I pressed my thumb to her clit, swirling it while I drove my fingers into her throbbing heat. “Your cunt is so greedy for me.”

“Please. I need…”

I knew what she was asking for, but I’d meant it. I didn’t think I could handle her pussy hugging my dick. Wasn’t sure I’d ever be able to let go if I gave into something so sublime.

If I gave into this.

So I focused on what I could give, and Savannah writhed and panted as I wound her tight.

Her body quivered and her thighs shook.

“Come for me, one more time.”

That was all it took for her to blow, and her walls spasmed around my fingers as another orgasm rocked her through. Her nails dug into my shoulders as she came and came.

Wave after wave of pleasure.

Her breaths were short and choppy as she struggled to come down from where she’d been soaring, and our hearts were clattering, in sync and completely out of time.

I pressed my lips to the crown of her head, inhaling, filling my senses with mango and cream. “Little Trespasser, what am I supposed to do with you?”

Because I’d been afraid of putting my heart on the line.

And now that I had? I wasn’t sure that I could ever go back.

THIRTY-TWO

SAVANNAH

I clung to Ezra Patterson like I could hold onto this connection forever.

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