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Hill smiled that sinful smile of his and shifted into position. He braced his arms on each side of her and climbed between her legs. “Put your legs over my shoulders.”

She did as she was told and watched as he lowered himself down and dragged his tongue over her aching flesh. Every feminine cell in her body clenched, and desire flooded her anew, a squeaking sound escaping her throat. He smiled up at her with smug confidence as he tucked two fingers inside of her. It was a smile that saidI got this. A smile that saidfuck youto her anxiety. A smile that said they were going to win the battle tonight.

Hill went back to work, laving and sucking and teasing her clit, and rubbing that sensitive spot inside her, bringing her to the edge of orgasm again in minutes.

“Oh, God.” Her heels dug into his back and her fingers gripped his comforter. “Hill, I’m gonna—”

This time he didn’t back off, though. He doubled down. Her head tipped back, and her back curved as she rocked against his mouth, the pleasure seizing her and forcing her body to move without her permission. Then every ounce of tension that had been building exploded into a million bits of light behind her eyes and she cried out, loud enough that she startled herself with the sound of it.

Holy shit. Holy shit.

Hill didn’t stop, and the orgasm climbed higher, higher than she realized it could go, making her babble nonsense and squirm on the bed. She slapped her hand against the mattress not sure if she was asking for mercy or for more. She gasped Hill’s name.

His hand gripped the back of her thigh as he lifted his head. “Tell me what you want, Andi,” he said, breathless and urgent. “I need to hear it.”

She was out of breath, panting, her body still quaking with aftershocks, but she still wanted more. She wanted Hill. “Use the condom,” she managed to get out. “Please. Now.”

The bed bounced as he moved. “Are you sure? You want this. I need to hear you say that.”

She opened her eyes, her vision clearing in the low lamplight. She found him braced on one hand and knee, condom between his fingers, his cheeks flushed. She licked her lips. “I want you.”

Relief crossed his face, and he tore open the condom. He rolled it on. “Get on your side, gorgeous,” he said, stretching out next to her. “It will be easier this way.”

She did as she was told and soon he was behind her, spooning her. He guided her top leg to bend at the knee, opening her body to him, and the head of his cock nudged her. Hill slid his hand between her legs, stroking her clit, sending sparks through her again, and then he eased inside. The feel of him stretching her was both foreign and delicious. She wasn’t a virgin and knew her way around a sex toy, but this wasn’t silicon. Hill’s cock was thick and hard and hot, filling her in a way that made all her inner muscles clench and squeeze tight.

“Fuck, Andi,” Hill groaned against her ear, his fingers still working her as he slowly pumped inside her. “You feel like a dream.”

“Please don’t let this be a dream,” she murmured.

He pressed his lips against the curve of her neck and fucked her slow and deep, ramping up her body again. “You’re going to come again for me.”

She didn’t think that was possible after the blinding orgasm she’d had. When she was alone, she was a one-and-done girl. But the confidence in his voice had a shiver of pleasure shooting straight downward, and her inner muscles twitched again.

Hill picked up the pace, his heart beating against her back, and he stroked her with expert fingers as he rocked his hips against her. Her breath quickened, tension building fast and low. The mattress squeaked beneath them.

“Put your hand between your legs,” he whispered. “Feel what I’m feeling.”

She listened without thinking and found his fingers, slick with her own arousal, moving over her clit. He took her hand and pressed her own fingers against herself. His cock slid against her fingertips as he fucked her, and the images that conjured in her brain sent her over. She cried out, her orgasm striking like lightning.

He groaned against her, a grinding, primal sound, and he pumped into her harder and faster, their bodies now sticky with sweat. She gasped, the feel of it all stealing her breath, and just as another wave of pleasure rolled through her, his body tensed against her and he cried out. His shout reverberated through the room, and she ate up the sound, his obvious pleasure filling her with pure feminine satisfaction.

They’d done it. They’d won. At least for tonight. Their demons were stuck out on the porch without an invitation to the party. Andi wanted to throw a goddamn ticker-tape parade.

Fuck you, Evan Longdale. Look what I found.

A few minutes later, when she and Hill were both quietly panting, their hearts still racing, Hill pressed his face into her hair. “Tell me you’re okay, Andi.”

She closed her eyes, a smile stretching her lips, and she snuggled back against him. “I’m very, very okay.”

She could feel his body relax in relief. “Me too.”

The simple admission that he’d been fighting something too made her heart squeeze, made something altogethernotneighborly move through her. She shook the feeling away.

Careful there, Lockley.

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