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Holy shit—the image is almost more than I can take.

She's flawless in front of me—her fist wrapped around my length, her eyes glossy as I sink deeper and deeper into the back of her throat.

I always fit inside her perfectly.

And when she reaches around to my lower back and drives me further, I nearly fall apart already.

I let her work, licking and sucking. Teasing me. But it's not long before I know it's too much too fast for what we both need.

"Get up," I blurt, pushing my hips away from her. The seal of her lips loosens as her brow creases in confusion. "Please."

Lenny stands without question, her body still so close to mine that her swollen nipples brush my chest.

"I want you in my bed again."

Her quiet breath gets stuck in her throat, and I swear she presses against me just a little harder.

I drop my hand between us, interlocking my fingers with hers, then kiss her hard—with all the anticipation of once again having Lenny O'Reilly where she's always belonged.

We barely break apart before I'm moving toward my room, my eyes locked on my door as I guide her down the hallway. When we get there, I don't wait like I did before. I push the door open, move toward the bed, and only stop once my shins hit the frame.

When I turn around, Lenny's completely naked, the only strip of thin fabric that was once separating us now gone.

My jaw tightens as my eyes sweep her body, taking in every goddamn inch.

Mine.

I pull Lenny close, bringing her with me as I fall back onto the bed and shift toward the headboard. Once we settle, she doesn't hesitate to swing her leg over me, and we immediately fall into our roles—she presses her palms against my ribs, and I fist my cock as she slowly lowers herself onto it.

A perfect team.

Her pussy slides down easily, Lenny only wavering for half a second toward the end before she finally takes it all.

I press my head back into the pillow, savoring the feeling as we fall into a quick rhythm. Our rhythm. The one we always had.

In sync. Dialed in.

After a second, I sit forward just to look at her. To watch. To memorize every sound and movement she makes. Then I wrap my hand around her neck and pull her close.

"Jace," she whimpers when my eyes lock with hers.

I smash our lips together without breaking our pace, her moan vibrating into my palm.

"You belong here," I grind out, our mouths still pressed together.

Lenny sucks in a sharp breath, then pushes us apart as she sits straight again.

She starts moving faster.

Then faster still.

Until she's bouncing on me like the fucking goddess she is. Like there's nowhere else she'd rather be.

Like she's… home.

And I know she understands that's exactly what I meant.

My grasp tightens around her hips. I follow her movement as she shifts back and forth, her hands in her hair, on my chest—on her own.