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It's fucking heaven.

I fill her with steady thrusts. Again and again.

She pulls back to gasp.

I claw at her back.

She rocks her hips. Groans my name.

It's a whisper. But it's enough to send me over the edge.

I bring my lips to her neck to suck on her skin.

Thrusting into her as I come.

I spill every drop.

Fuck.

It's like I haven't come in months.

Every part of me feels good. Relaxed. Spent.

But I need her coming too.

I muffle her with one hand. Slide the other down her torso.

And I stroke her. Harder and harder. Until she's groaning against my palm.

There. I keep that same pressure. That same pace.

I stroke her until she's coming on my hand, groaning against my palm, clutching at the tile.

I keep her pressed against the counter.

And I tilt her head and bring my lips to hers.

And I kiss her like I'll never get enough of her.

Because I won't.

Not ever.

Chapter Thirty-Four

Kaylee

"You sound happy," Grandma says. "Boy problems must be over."

I am happy. At least about the boy problems. The continuing vagueness about her condition—not so much.

"It's good. He's... we're good."

"Good how?"

I fall onto my bed on my back. Press my cell to my ear. It's just good. What else is there to explain? "He forgave me and we—"

"Had makeup sex?"

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