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He looked at me as if he knew what I wasn’t saying—as if he could suddenly feel the weight of what was coming for us—and he couldn’t fathom why a time would ever come when we weren’t together anymore.
The lighthearted moment we’d been in shifted into something else entirely.
Something profound and devastating.
“Real?” he asked, his voice pure gravel. “Elle, you made me breathe again. You made me aware I was alive. Nothing’s more real than that. I love you.”
My heart swelled and my soul cried out.
My throat tightened and my eyes burned.
Those words were my greatest pleasure and my greatest pain.
I would never forget the way they sounded coming from Dare’s lips, but I’d known the second they had that this was the moment I’d been dreading. This was the goodbye.
“I love you. Until the very end.”
“After, Elle,” he whispered. “After.”
Movements slowed. Kisses deepened. The world apart from us was completely forgotten as Dare lifted himself off me, his hands trailing up my stomach, taking my shirt as he went.
He angled down, his mouth covering my lace-covered breast as he wrapped his arms underneath me and shifted to stand.
I tightened my legs around his hips, my head falling back when his teeth raked against my hardened nipple.
Fisting a hand in my hair, he forced my head up in time for his mouth to fall onto my own, his tongue begging for entrance as my back hit the comforter.
I grabbed for his shirt, my movements slow as I dragged it up his body and over his head, letting it fall to the floor when his mouth moved across my jaw and down my throat.
My bra and jeans were soon added to the clothing on the floor, but when I reached for the button on his jeans, he gripped my wrists and gently placed my hands over my head.
Warmth pooled low in my stomach when he nipped the sensitive spot behind my ear and breathed a gravelly, “Patience.”
With a light squeeze to my wrists, he lightly trailed his fingers down my arms and over my waist, stopping to knead my breasts.
Each touch was unhurried and alternated between achingly tender and blissfully rough. And with each touc
h, I nearly went out of my mind with need.
Need to be able to touch him. Need for more. Need for this for the rest of my life.
His tongue teased and fingers tormented. His teeth grazed and his mouth brushed.
Everywhere he touched, that connection we’d always shared magnified in a way I couldn’t define . . . in a way I never wanted to end.
By the time he lowered himself between my thighs, his breath washing over where I was aching for him, I was already panting and writhing against the bed. My core was wound so tight I was sure I would fall over the edge the second he touched me.
“Jesus, Elle, look at you.” Desire and awe filled his tone as he ran his finger along my entrance, a shudder surging through me at the contact. “Fucking perfect.” The rough way the words fell from his lips had me looking down, my blood heating at the predatory way he was watching me.
He dipped a finger inside me, the action tentative . . . a tease.
My thighs clenched and a whimper sounded in the back of my throat when he angled his face so his mouth brushed against me. And with a carnal smirk, he growled, “Come.”
I cried out, my head falling back when he slanted his mouth over my clit, sucking and raking his teeth over the knot of sensitive flesh.
I shattered, my body bowing off the bed when he added a second finger, pushing hard and deep. Curling them and hitting that spot inside me that heightened my orgasm and stole my breath.
Unable to resist any longer, I reached for him, sliding my fingers into his hair and holding tight as he lapped at me, drawing out the pleasure that continued to rock through me.
