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She swallowed as he stared down at her, and she traced her fingers along his cheek and down over his beard. "We both needed this."

His eyes drifted closed, and he reached down and moved his hand between their bodies, finding her clit. A few confident strokes of his fingers made her cry out, and he swallowed her cries with a kiss.

"Promise me we can do this all night," he said urgently, "Promise me, Holly, because I can't get enough of you. I need you so fucking bad."

"Yes," she nodded. "All night."

Eli sucked in a ragged breath and began to move faster. "You're driving me crazy. You feel so fucking good."

He palmed one of her breasts, brushing his thumb back and forth across her nipple. A shiver raced along her spine, and tension made her tummy tense, coiling tight within her.

The rhythm of his thrusts drove her closer and closer to release, making her breasts bounce. She fucked him back, arching herself upward.

"Let go, Holly..." His voice caught, and he gripped her ass and held her steady as he rocked into her relentlessly. "I need you to come, baby. I'm close. Tell me you're close."

He was so incredibly sexy as he stared down at her with those beautiful, lust-filled eyes. But there was something else in those brown depths.

Something... more.

This time felt different from the other times they'd slept together. There was a gentleness that shone through in the way he spoke to her, and the way he touched her and held her felt frighteningly intimate, along with kisses that were soft and sweet one minute and passionate and demanding the next.

It thrilled her and frightened her at the same time.

And turned her on like crazy.

Eli tipped his head forward and drew in a sharp breath before uttering her name—a deep, guttural sound so primal that she fell apart.

Sensation ripped through her, making her belly clench and her legs tremble as the orgasm rolled over and through her.

This time, she screamed.

"Oh fuck," he groaned. "Holly... I'm coming."

He thrust into her one last time, shuddering against her body on a ragged breath.

Holly wrapped her legs around his back and held him close until his breathing slowed. A few moments later, he lifted his head up to look at her.

They stared at each other for a few beats, until he lowered his head to kiss her.

It was the sweetest, deepest, gentlest kiss she'd ever experienced, and she didn't want it to stop.

He whispered her name, pausing to drag his lips along her neck or place wet kisses on her breasts. To her surprise, she was jolted by a small, aftershock orgasm that made her gasp.

He lifted his head, wearing his sexy, trademarked cocky grin, and she couldn't help but giggle.

"What's with the grin?" she teased.

"Oh, nothing. Except that I think you should marry me." He gave her a mock lovesick look and waggled his eyebrows. "What do you say? We can go to one of those drive-thru chapels. Miss can be your maid of honor and my best man rolled into one. It's a perfect plan."

"How much wine did you have to drink?" she asked, rolling her eyes. "You're insane. And my cat would never be your best man. She's a loyal member of Team Holly. Remember that."

He laughed and rolled them over until she was lying on top of him. "Nah. She's totally Team Eli. And I'm perfectly sane. But I'm also one hundred percent sure I'd be happy fucking you until I'm old and gray and can't get it up anymore. Then I'll buy stock in erectile dysfunction pills, and we can bang until we're 100."

"Ah!" she said, giving him a playful swat. "You're still inside of me, Donnelley. Enough with the gymnastics."

"Mmm. I do love being inside of you," he said, his voice husky. He brushed her hair back away from her face, holding it in a loose ponytail. "God, you fucking wrecked me, beautiful. That was... fuck. Words fail me."

"It was pretty spectacular," she admitted.

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