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Dylan sucks air between his teeth and shakes his head at me. "Don't Sky, I'm trying fucking hard to control myself here..."
He leans across the bed, and grabs the condom above my head. My stomach flips as he rolls it onto himself; I'm more turned on than I've ever been in my life, but anxious about Dylan’s…size.
Stroking my damp hair from my face, he kisses my closed eyes. "I want you so bad, and I promise this won't be the only time."
"I know," I whisper.
Dylan nudges my legs apart and strokes me again, before pushing against me. I gasp again as the tip touches my clit and I swear I'm going to come before he's inside me.
I shift, allowing him to slide closer, trembling in anticipation of what I've wanted since Broadbeach. Dylan thrusts into me, hard, and I almost cry out. He stills, aware of my tensing, then pulls out so he's barely inside.
"I love you Sky," he says, "I fucking love you."
The emotion is clear in his darkened gaze and I nod, unable to speak. A tear escapes and he kisses it away gently, before thrusting back into me hard. This time I do cry out, overwhelmed by the new connection to Dylan, wanting more of him but aware he's already given me everything he has—body, heart and soul. He moves slowly at first, eyes still fixed on mine, before increasing the urgency. The pressure builds as the movement bumps my clit, and he pulls up one of my legs to curl around his hip.
I dig my fingernails into his tense shoulders and he kisses me. Everything overwhelms until I’m in a world of sensation, as I spiral upwards towards the edge of his galaxy again, eyes dancing with stars. All I can feel is Dylan, inside me, over me, consuming me and I clutch his waist giving into the supernova explosion of my orgasm. Lost in Dylan's world, I'm aware of his hips tensing before he thrusts hard into me one more time, swearing as he comes.
I wind my arms around him, holding his damp body against mine, his rapid heartbeat slowing. Dylan covers my face with kisses and I relax back with my eyes closed. I was right about him from the first kiss—no man could ever make me feel this way apart from Dylan Morgan. He burrows his nose into my neck and slides onto the bed next to me.
"You make me feel like I’m on top of the fucking world, Sky," he whispers. “I love you."
And in that moment the truth I’ve hidden in my guarded heart bursts through. “I think I fell in love with you." I twist my head to kiss his damp hair. "And you are fucking amazing."
He laughs at my language, and we join in cuddling and giggling until Dylan wraps us in his sheets and we luxuriate in each other's arms.
Until he decides to be fucking amazing, again.
