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“You’re on birth control, right?”

I put my hand up in the air. “Say no more.”

“Well, we’re totally monogamous. I’m clean.” He winds around the bed and comes up behind me. His smooth chest presses to my back and his hands slide forward, each taking one of my breasts. “When do we get to not use a condom?”

I giggle and my head falls back as his lips zero in on my most potent erogenous zone—where my shoulder and neck meet. “That’s risky. You do know that the pill is only ninety-nine percent effective, right?”

I turn in his arms and help him with his pants until they puddle on the floor. His erection bulges in his navy briefs.

“Better than condoms.” His hands glide around my backside, playing with my ass cheeks.

“Not more effective than condoms and the pill.”

“You know I like to live dangerously.” He chuckles.

I hook my fingers into the elastic waistband of his boxer briefs and pull them over his thick length and down his legs. He gently shifts me until I’m on the bed and he’s over me.

“Why do I have a feeling you’re already sold I’m going to say yes?”

He chuckles into my skin. “I could trace the freckles on your body with my tongue.” He starts doing so as if I’m a map he needs to memorize.

He’s already had me memorized for weeks.

His thigh nudges my legs wider, and he nestles between them. “Have you ever?” he whispers before kissing my eyelids, the tip of my nose, my chin.

“No.”

Then he kisses my mouth. “Let me be your first?”

He’s asking so nicely, and of course I want nothing between us. It’s not even pregnancy that scares me. It’s the fact we’re getting closer every day. This breaks another barrier that says we’re a lot more than what we’re not labeling ourselves as.

His lips travel down the valley of my breasts and he nudges my legs farther open, each hand fondling a breast and running his thumb over a nipple.

“Okay,” I say before he gets to my belly button.

“Really?” He’s back up face-to-face with me.

“Yeah.”

He waits a second, looking at me. “I know you want to get kinky, but you cool with some plain old grinding tonight? It’s going to be hard enough to be inside of you without anything.”

I run my fingers through his hair. “I’m more than okay with that.”

As his mouth devours mine and the tip of his cock teases my opening, I push away all the crap about what we are. Why am I trying so hard to shove us into a category? By doing that, I’m ruining what’s transpiring organically between us. Because maybe this is headed somewhere?

Once my head is out of the equation, all I can do is feel him. His touch, his lips, his muscles. The way he moves… the way we move together. Yeah, we’ve been together lots of times over the weeks. We know what one another enjoys, what makes us gasp, but this is different.

Our starved kisses turn long and soft, filled with emotion. His fingers graze my skin rather than grab, but he steals my breath anyway. I find myself waiting, trying to anticipate his next move, but he’s different tonight. I’m completely lost with him in this bed. I never want it to end, yet I’m eager for it to begin, so I wind my legs around his thighs. He slowly pushes into me and withdraws.

“Carm,” I sigh because this feels like… more.

“Bella. My gorgeous Bella.” His fingers play with my hair, his lips and tongue exploring my skin. “This feels unreal. You’re unreal.”

He pumps in and out of me in slow, steady strokes, basking in this newfound feeling.

“More. I need more.” I beg him to thrust into me as hard and unwavering as usual. It feels like too much yet not enough right now.

He knows what will get me off and he’s always willing to accommodate, but tonight, he doesn’t listen to my words. His knuckles track down my ribs, my shivers chasing them, begging him to never stop.

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