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He holds himself deep and I feel the telling jerk of his cock as he orgasms strongly inside of me.

His deep moan echoes through the apartment and I smile into the mattress, now there’s a hot sound.

He turns my head and kisses me as he holds my face in his hands.

It’s tender and loving.

Intimate, everything I ever dreamed of.

I’m totally and irrevocably forever ruined.

CHAPTER SEVEN

EDWARD

Doe walks out with her bag and puts it by the door and she gives me a sad smile.

“Time to say goodbye?” I ask.

“Yep.”

Her eyes search mine, and if I were a better person I would say something meaningful and significant. But as I stare at her beautiful face…words fail me, so instead I take her into my arms and kiss her.

Last night was more.

Way more than I had bargained for, much more than I deserved.

My lips tenderly take hers as a million questions I’m unable to ask linger on them. She’s perfect, absolutely fucking perfect, and I’m unable to offer her a goddamn thing.

She puts her head on my chest and I stroke her hair as I hold her in my arms.

We both stay silent, lost in our own thoughts.

“It was nice meeting you,” she whispers.

“Believe me—” I smile into her hair, “—the pleasure was all mine.”

She giggles and it drops my stomach.

“What time does your plane leave?” she asks.

I glance at my watch. “In a few hours.”

“Mine too.”

She stares up at me and I know she wants me to ask to see her on the outside.

If I could…I would.

“You should get going,” I say softly.

She nods and pulls out of my grip and instantly the absence of her warm touch is felt.

She walks around the suite and collects her things and puts them into her carry-on luggage while I stand still on the spot, willing myself to let her leave.

I discreetly take my phone out of my suit pocket and turn my data off. I hit search for wi-fi.

Alora’s Phone