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She may as well be, for the way she consumes my every thought and dream.

“More,” Juliet begs, and the growl that comes out of me is barely human.

The headboard squeaks and bangs hard against the wall, making Juliet’s perfect breasts bounce with every slap of our hips meeting. She’s so fucking wet that I can hear it while I rut into her, the heaven of her pussy clenching and gushing around me making my eyes nearly roll back in my head.

“God, baby, look at you,” I practically snarl, my gaze roaming her body, splayed and strained so beautifully beneath me. “Taking my cock so well. You were made for this, weren’t you? My little fairy, made to be fucked and filled by me. Only me, Juliet. This perfect pussy, those fucking tits, those pouty lips, every inch of you. Body, heart, soul—all of it.”

“Yes, yes, yes!” Juliet screams out and thrashes her head from side to side. Her orgasm overtakes her in a rush, her pussy clamping down on me like her body’s trying to take me for everything I’m worth.

I can’t hold back against the sheer bliss of it, the way she looks, the way she feels, and pleasure grips me in a chokehold as I come. I roar her name, falling forward so that she’s nearly bent in half, and press my head against her chest, filling her with come, pressing as deep inside her as I can get.

When I can breathe again, I have enough sense to lean back so I’m not crushing her. I let her ankles down from my shoulders. Keeping myself buried in her, I wrap my arms around her waist and turn us so that we’re on our sides facing each other with our legs tangled up in the duvet.

We’re both panting, Juliet’s eyes still closed and her lips parted as aftershocks wrack her body, making me groan when her inner walls pulse around me.

She falls asleep like that, wrapped in my arms and post-orgasmic bliss, connected and tangled together. And I know I’ll never let her go.

4

JULIET

Iwake up cozy, warm, and utterly satisfied. My bones feel limp, my whole body so relaxed I want to sink into this heavenly mattress for the rest of my life and never move.

The deliciously strong arms wrapped around me right now might be swaying that desire, too.

I turn my head to take in the sight of Jared, still asleep, pressed against me. I’m tangled up in him, my leg between his, my arm draped over his chest. There’s a small ache between my legs that I relish because God was it worth it. I lost track of how many orgasms this man wrung from my body last night, but I’m certain it’s about double the amount of hours of sleep I got.

I’ve never been so happy to be tired.

That is, until an alarm blares through the room and makes both of us jerk fully awake. I don’t recognize the sound, so I know it’s not my alarm, but Jared grabs his phone from the side table and taps the screen to silence the head-splitting noise. As he does, I catch a glimpse of the time.

“Oh, shit!” I squeak, kicking free of the covers and practically falling out of bed. I catch myself as my weak legs threaten to give out from under me, and I blush when I feel the sticky reminder of just how thoroughly Jared took care of me last night. Despite the fact I absolutely could not survive another round right now, my core gives an empty pulse that half convinces me it’d be worth it.

“What’s wrong?” Jared asks, concern obvious in his voice. He chucks his phone onto the bed and rushes to my side to comfort me.

Shit, this man is too perfect. “It’s 8:35!” I tell him, eyes wide and scanning the floor for clothes. There’s no time to stop by my place to change, so I’ll need to make do with yesterday’s clothes…if I can find them. As it is, there’s no way I’ll make it to class on time.

“Is that bad?” Jared asks, obviously not understanding my freakout.

I find my bra and yank it on, groaning when the stupid clasps slip against each other instead of hooking. Jared bats my hands away and hooks my bra on for me, making my heart feel all warm and fuzzy from just that simple action.

“My first class is at nine.” That mushy feeling intensifies when he drops to his knee to grab the tank top he stripped off me yesterday. I let him help me dress, secretly loving the way he’s dressing me with the same dedication as he undressed me the day before. “And there’s no way in hell I’ll get from here to there in time. It’ll take like forty minutes to walk there.”

“Ah.” Jared nods. “Well, I can’t have you running through the streets. Or going to class on an empty stomach. Get dressed, little fairy, and let’s go.”

I swear to God I swoon, despite the mild panic at how badly I’ve overslept. For a second, all I can do is stare at the still-naked and beautifully sculpted man in front of me, wondering if I’ve dreamed him into existence. But no, I couldn’t have. Not even my dream man was as amazing as Jared. I break myself out of my trance to yank on my clothes and run my hands through my hair in a failed attempt at taming the strands.

Jared glances at me and chuckles. “I only have a comb, I’m afraid,” he teases, handing over a comb that will probably snap if I try to tug it through my hair. “I’ll make sure to get a proper brush for next time.”

My heart skips a beat at that. Yup, it’s official. I’m royally screwed, head over heels for this man. After like…two days. Is it possible to be in love with someone that fast? There’s no other explanation for the way my heart is doing somersaults and the hundreds of butterflies taking flight in my stomach.

I don’t have time to untangle my thoughts or my hair, which I just put up into a strategic messy bun, because the second I shove my shoes on, we’re out the door. Jared takes my hand, jogging with me to the elevator and out of the hotel.

“Get in, I’ll be back in two seconds.” He tosses me his car keys and gives me a wink before he darts back inside.

Confused but not complaining, I take the keys and head around to the car park to climb into the passenger seat. I don’t have a license, so there’s no risk of me stealing his insanely fancy car, but I’m still slightly honored at the fact he trusts me like this anyway.

Three minutes later, Jared returns, a paper bag and coffee cup in his hand. I take both eagerly as he throws himself into the driver’s seat and heads to the college.

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