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Cupping his rugged jaw, I tip my hips in invitation. “Inside me.”

Staring into my eyes, he nods. Frowns and mutters a curse with a shake of his head as he rocks back on his knees. “Condom, baby.”

Right. Condom. I’m on the pill, but that’s not the sort of thing I should forget. Ever. But cripes, protection hadn’t even crossed my mind. It ought to be enough to snap me out of this haze, to catapult me back to reality, but I’m too far gone. “Hurry.”

Producing a square foil package I didn’t notice before, he rolls it down his thick cock and then leans back over me. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

I whimper in protest. He can hurt me. He can do anything, so long as it eases this emptiness.

But then he’s reaching between us to run his fingers through me. One slick stroke and his eyes close in what looks like something between pleasure and pain.

“Your pussy’s so wet for me.”

He works a blunt finger inside me, pumping slowly in and out as I gasp and writhe. I’m dying for him.

“So tight.” Adding another finger to the first, he stretches and twists. “I’m about to lose it just from touching you.”

I’m panting, clenching around him, halfway there already. My hands are on his chest, my thumbs playing with his nipples and the deep grooves between his muscles. Lower. I graze his shaft.

The noise he makes is guttural, unintelligible, and emanates from somewhere deep in his chest. Our fingers brush as he takes his cock in hand and guides the thick head through my folds until he’s notched at my opening.

Our eyes lock.

This is it.

What I’ve been telling myself I didn’t need, shouldn’t miss, and can somehow live without.

What I’ve been lying about for months. “Vaughn, please.”

His hips rock forward, and he’s pushing inside me, stretching me wide, wider. Sinking deeper. My breath is lost, my fingers gripping the unyielding slope of his shoulders.

“Allie,” he rumbles through gritted teeth. “I’ve thought about this. So many times. About the feel of you around me.” There’s so much of him, I feel full already, but he keeps pushing, retreating and then giving me more. “The taste of you coming on my tongue.”

“Vaughn!”

“Fuck… you saying my name just like that.I’ve dreamed about it.”

And then he’s as deep as he can go, holding against that straining boundary as my body grips and clings, grasping at him with needy clutches.

Stormy eyes search mine and he runs a gentle touch across my jaw. “You okay?”

“Yes.” So much more than that.

He starts to move, dragging his heavy shaft out in a slow stroke before sliding back in to nudge that spot so deep inside me, it steals my breath, and then retreating to do it again and again and again.

I’m chanting his name, rushing toward the place only he’s taken me before. My knees hitch higher and his hand slides over my leg in a caress as he holds himself above me with one arm.

“Fuck, Allie, you feel so good. Too good.” He rocks into me again, hitting that spot a little harder, making me spasm around him. “I want to make it last.”Harder still.“But I can’t wait.” Oh God, that spot! “I’ve got to make you come.”

“Yes… close… please,” I gasp, hands everywhere, tumbling toward release.

“Come for me, baby,” he growls, gripping my ass in one huge hand and tipping my hips into his.

And I’m there.

Falling over the edge.

Coming around Vaughn’s hard thrusts.

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