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He releases me, shifting me back into place. No more patience. He moves faster. Harder. His hands tighten around my hips. His breath gets heavier, heavier, heavier.

I arch my hips to match his movements. It doesn't hurt today. It only feels good.

I'm almost there. It's like Miles can sense it. He slides one hand down my stomach and over my clit, stroking me to another orgasm.

It happens so quickly this time. The tension builds to a fever pitch. It's almost too much to take. And then he thrusts into me. I scream out in pleasure, my sex pulsing as I come. Pleasure spreads through me in waves. My hands slip off the tile. My legs go weak. All the energy in my body is focused on this perfect sensation.

But he hasn't come yet. This isn't done yet.

Miles pulls me upright. "Come on."

He turns off the shower and pulls the door open. His arms slide under me. He lifts me, holding me against his chest, and carries me to the bed.

He sets me down on my back. I'm still dripping wet. The cotton sheets cling to my soaked skin. I shake them off, spreading my legs in invitation.

Miles positions himself on the bed. His body sinks into mine. He's wet, warm, hard.

He grabs my ass and shifts me until we're aligned again.

Then he's inside me.

I gasp in pleasure. God, he feels good.

Miles's eyes find mine. I can't explain his expression. Lust, yes, but there's affection, too. If he didn't feel so damn good, I'd ask him to explain it. But things being what they are...

I close my eyes.

Fun.

Sex.

That's all this is.

He thrusts into me, hard and fast. His body is shaking, his breath is frantic. He's about to come. I can feel it, and my God, do I love the feeling. I wrap my legs around him. I dig my hands into his wet hair.

He groans. This perfect low groan. Pure animal. Pure need.

There. I can feel his orgasm, not just in my sex, but in the tensing muscles in his back. I open my eyes to watch the pleasure spread across his face. It's amazing. So much so that I can barely breathe.

He shifts into me one last time, groaning as he comes.

His eyes flutter open. He presses his lips against mine and collapses on the bed next to me.

"Better than caffeine?"

A blush threatens to form on my cheeks. Sex and fun I can understand. Talking afterwards is a lot more complicated. "Better."

"You still want your caffeine?" He rolls onto his elbow. His fingertips trail over my chest. "I'll buy you breakfast."

"I should really study."

"Meg, I expect better from you." He smirks like he's teasing. "You can't use me for sex then send me home without feeding me."

"Would you even let me buy you breakfast?"

"Of course not." He shifts off the bed. "It's on me."

Chapter Ten

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