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She eased him away from her before jumping back to the floor and sinking to her knees. Before he could say anything, she took him into her mouth.
“Ava!” His low growl only served to turn her on even further.
She took the broad head of his cock in her mouth and sucked. He pulsed under her tongue and she licked and increased her suction each time he groaned deep. She was mindless in giving him pleasure and did not protest when he drew her to her feet, lifted her, and in one move, thrust deep. She was already wet, so damn wet, and at his rough entry, an orgasm rolled through her, powerful and unstoppable.
She bit the cord of his neck. “I love your taste, the feel of your pulse under my tongue. I love that I make you wild for me.”
Her words were so innocent yet his cock got even harder inside her tightness. They took each other in the laundry, he comforting her, and wondering if this was their final goodbye.
***
The heat of Devlin’s body blanketed her, as he pressed her back against the wall, sliding her ass on the surface of the washing tub. Ava trembled, she felt poised on the edge of an arousal unlike any she had known before. With each hard thrust, she climbed higher, and the pleasure became sharper and more consuming.
Was this goodbye? She buried her face in his neck, hiding from her thoughts.
“Look at me,” he groaned.
She lifted her face and what she saw in his eyes gutted her. Love, hunger, need . . . and determination.
“This can’t be the end, Ava. I can feel you pulling away. I know you said one night . . . but this can’t be the end. You had chosen me. Chosen us. Give me a chance. Give us a chance. My heart has been so empty without you in my life. I swore I would never fall in love with another woman, but the truth is that I never stopped loving you.”
He splayed her legs wider, hitched them higher around his waist, and thrust his cock deeper. A whimper tore from her throat as exquisite pleasure-pain coiled deep in her core. She fisted his hair in her hands and licked his mouth. She could taste the salt on his lips—the taste of her tears. He lifted her from the washing machine and walked with her down the hall and then up the stairs toward his bedroom with her impaled on his thickness. Not once did he release her lips. He kissed her hungrily, his teeth nipping, soothing, and then lips devouring.
Ava felt claimed and it shook her.
She writhed on him, desperate for him to move, to soothe the pressure between her legs. He nipped her bottom lip, sharply, and she bit back just as hard. She felt his smile against her lips and her heart trembled.
She could fall in love with this man. Again. He made her feel so damn much.
He tumbled with her to the bed, pushing her legs back so that her knees were bent and pressed into the bed beside her shoulders. She felt exposed, vulnerable, yet so aroused. He held her gaze as he withdrew from her, eyes dark with unnamed emotions, and she trembled in anticipation of the pleasure to come.
Her cry echoed in the room when he thrust inside of her. It was too much, and not enough.
“I have been with no one since you,” he confessed. “I couldn’t bear to be with anyone else. It has always been only you.”
He plunged in deep, and a low groan escaped her lips. Sweat slicked their skins and she never wanted him to stop.
“Me either,” she whispered. “Since I woke, I haven’t made love with anyone. All of me still belongs to you.”
He stilled, something primal flashing in his eyes.
“All of you, Ava?” he growled.
She couldn’t answer.
I’m broken! Her heart screamed. She bit the inside of her bottom lip hard to prevent its trembling. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it like that. I have nothing to give you until I can remember you, remember who I am, with you,” she sobbed.
His eyes darkened with pain, before he blanked all emotion from them. The love slowly dimmed in his eyes and only the hot glow of lust remained. It gutted her. She wanted to see the love, as well, even though she knew it was for the best.
He claimed her lips in a scorching kiss as he fucked into her, hard and deep, sinking her into the mattress. And that was what he did. Fucked her. Not made love. She could feel the difference, the lack of tenderness.
But she was still hungry for all he had to give. Destructive arousal rushed through her, need coiled in her womb, and her clit pulsed. Her body tightened, orgasm a breath away. She wrapped her hands around his neck, lips fused to his in desperation as he took her on their wildest ride yet. Her body flushed with heat, and wetness dripped from her core. Lust consumed her, and Ava doubted she had ever felt such primal delight in his arms before. Ecstasy built inside her and she rode the waves, struggling to breathe through the all-consuming pleasure. A throaty moan vibrated, low in her throat, as they crested and broke together for the final time, gasping and heaving, holding each other tight.
But afterward instead of feeling secure in her decision, she felt shattered.
This had been goodbye.
Chapter Seven
