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She collapsed against me as her pussy continued throbbing; milking me for every drop I could give her. Hot and slick with sweat, we stayed together as our hearts pounded against our ribcages, our chests heaving from exertion.

As our breathing leveled out, she lifted her head to look at me. Her cheeks were flushed pink, her freckles dancing across her face, her lips swollen from our kisses. My heart was freefalling with such an overwhelming sense of completeness it made me dizzy.

I was home.

I swallowed hard as my throat thickened, my eyes prickling hot with emotion from the relief of having her in my arms again, of everything being as I’d dreamed it would be, and I don’t know how I’d managed a year without her.

She was the most incredible woman I’d ever met.

She was my soulmate.

And I was never letting her go again.

Chapter 11

Itipped the blender upside down, banging the end, and trying to get the remains of my workout shake into the cup underneath. I’d just finished my second class of the morning, and hunger was creeping up on me quicker than usual, my stomach feeling like it was eating itself.

I blamed the sex.

The hot as fuck, raw, animalistic, life-changing sex I’d been having for the past few weeks, every spare moment of every day. I was slightly concerned I’d become a sex addict, because I couldn’t get enough. Drew worked my body harder than any class I took; causing it to ache in places I never knew existed. I don’t even know how he wasn’t more exhausted, when most ofhis days were now taken up with punishing practice schedules. But however tired he was, it was like he came alive again the second he saw me, making up for the time we’d been apart. Whether that was the year since Vegas or the hours since we’d been together, I’d never experienced anything like it.

When Richard and I had first met it had been good, but I’d always felt too clunky, too tall, too big for him. And he’d hated it when I initiated.

So I stopped.

But Drew matched me in every way, worshipped me, encouraged me to tell him what I wanted, what I liked, and reignited the fire he’d lit in me a year ago.

And when we weren’t having sex we were cuddling, his massive body holding me close in some way, because he always had to be touching me, touching my skin, touching my boobs, a hand cupping one whenever we were watching television, like they were his personal stress relievers. He’d even go to sleep holding them as he spooned me.

I’d thought about him so much over the past year that for a terrifying second every morning before I opened my eyes, I’d have to convince myself he was real and would still be there next to me, that I wasn’t living in an alternate dream state.

The reality exceeded the dream.

He was so easy and sweet and funny, making me laugh until I cried, opening my eyes to how it should be between two people. My heart was growing bigger every day, and it was all for him,becauseof him.

My world had finally been turned the right way up.

Like we were meant to be.

Our connection in Vegas was only the tip of the iceberg.

I walked over to the reception desk where Mikey and some of the girls were huddled around Ashley behind the counter.

“Hey, guys, how are you?”

Mikey wrapped his arm around my waist and hugged me to his side, sucking on the straw in my smoothie. “Good, how was your class?”

“It was fun. The riders last week picked the music for today so they were all pumped for it, but it was better than I expected it to be.”

“Em, have you had any more Rangers in?” Rose asked as she looked around the group. “Has anyone seen them again? The wait lists have all shot up since they were in.”

I choked on my drink, hiding it in a cough.

“Fuck, they’re so hot. I wish I’d been here when they came in. I try not to perv on the hot guys in my class, but I’d definitely struggle with them,” Mikey whined. “Have you seen their muscles? They’re practically obscene!”

Jessie snorted. “Totally. Hey, Ash, check the classes for this week. Have any of them booked?”

I stood there, trying to act as normal as possible and hold it the fuck together. I looked at Ashley who was glowing bright red, staring hard at her screen. I was shit at lying, but she was worse.