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Suddenly his pace increases and his breath comes fast and heavy as he drives himself into me with a frantic purpose.
“I could spend the rest of my life like this. The rest of my life buried inside you,” he declares.
And I didn’t realize I closed my eyes until this very second.
Popping them open, his face, tense with pleasure and strain, peers down at me.
“Could you spend the rest of your life like this?” he grunts, his skin slapping against my skin. “Could you spend the rest of your life with me, Bree?”
Maybe, at any other time, under differen
t circumstances, I’d be able to answer him in a sensible way, fully aware of the consequences my answer will carry.
But at this moment, experiencing the most exquisite pleasure of my short, pitiful life, with him staring intensely down at me, half-asking, half-demanding, “Could you?”
I can think of no other answer but, “Yes.”
A million times, yes.
“Thank fuck,” he says with a look of relief.
But that look is short-lived. It’s quickly replaced by something that’s wild, something that’s untamed.
Reaching down, he grabs me by the back of the knee and pulls my leg up. Already on the verge of an orgasm that’s intense but something that’s close to what I’m familiar with, the pressure inside me suddenly changes.
His cock pounding even deeper than before, everything becomes too much as I struggle to process sensations so intense and strong it feels like they’re going to fucking kill me.
“Because I can’t let you go… not now… not ever…”
My eyes start to roll back into my head as I’m swept up and carried away by the most powerful orgasm of my life.
Over the roar in my ears and the rush in my veins, I’m hear him say, “You’re mine. Fucking mine.”
And as crazy as it is, at this exact second in time, with his warmth flooding through me, there’s nothing else I want to be.
I want more than anything to be his.
Chapter Thirteen
Emmett
Early dawn light filters through the curtains as my alarm starts to screech beside my head.
“Fuck,” I groan quietly and try to swing an arm at the nightstand to silence the shrill noise.
But my arm doesn’t fucking move, it’s weighed down by a warm, breathing mass of sexiness. Now normally, or at least in the distant past, I wouldn’t be too happy about having a girl wrapped around me like a boa constrictor, holding me down to the bed like I’ll float away. But right here and right now?
I’m absolutely fucking digging this.
Bree’s so warm, and she’s latched on to me like her life depends on it. It’s comforting, it’s fucking amazing…
It’s maybe…
“Urgh,” she grumbles before reaching toward the noise, swatting at it.
“I’ve got it,” I whisper to her as I reach over and slap down the button on the alarm.
“What the fuck?” Bree gasps suddenly and bolts away from me.
