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She groaned his name while her hands stroked over his shoulders and back, through his hair and down his face.

Harper shifted his hips, loving how he slid against her folds.

At exactly the wrong moment, Robin dug her heels into his ass and his cock slid into her wet heat. His body rippled with the pleasure of feeling her wrapped around him, skin on skin.

He froze, muttering, “Fuck,” as his muscles trembled under the strain of not moving.

Robin had no such restraint. She grasped his waist and lifted her hips, all while staring up at him.

“Fuck. Princess? Fuck, Robin. Stop. Condom.”

Her face creased, and she groaned, releasing him.

“What the fuck, Harper?”

He eased out of her and reached blindly toward the nightstand. “I know. Fuck. I’m sorry.”

“That felt good,” she said.

He paused to look her in the eye and say, “You have no idea how good you feel.”

Harper yanked the top drawer open and dragged the whole box of condoms onto the bed next to him. He pushed up and tore one packet off the strip with his teeth. Robin slid her hands along his thighs, hip and chest making it far more difficult to focus on a task he could usually do in his sleep. Finally, he rolled the latex on then forced himself to pause and gaze upon the beauty in his bed.

Her hair dark hair was spread out over his pillows. Her skin seemed to gleam with a sun-kissed radiance. He bent his head and licked her brown nipples again. Her whole body undulated under him and her fingers curled around his hair.

Harper knew what she’d do before she did it, and he was grinning when she yanked on his hair, dragging his mouth up to hers.

No holding back anymore. He was going to be all in this until the end from now on.

He thrust into her and they both groaned. Her nails dug into his back and her head tipped back, exposing her neck. He playfully bit where the tendon stood out. She shivered and her limbs constricted around him.

Harper bent his head until the tip of his nose pressed to hers.

“Look at me,” he whispered.

Her eyelashes fluttered up.

It felt like there was a cord attached to each of them and suddenly the on switch was flipped.

“That’s it,” he whispered and thrust.

Her lips parted, and she tipped her head back, but didn’t break eye contact. Not once. He drove into her, the bed squeaking with each thrust.

This felt right. Like he belonged in her arms.

“H-Harper?” Robin’s face creased.

He didn’t want it to be over yet, but her body had other plans.

She gasped and once more her nails were digging long tracks down his back and sides. She moaned and her pussy tightened around him.

“Fuck,” he growled and thrust deep.

His vision blurred. There was no tingling or his balls drawing up this time, he simply erupted with pleasure.

Harper clutched Robin to him and buried his face against her neck. He couldn’t look at her, not with the chaos inside of him.

His whole life, Harper had just wanted to have a place where he was grounded and belonged. He’d found that with Robin. It was unexpected and beautiful, and he knew it couldn’t last.

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