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I knock Tilden’s hand away and use the moment to shove her dress up to her waist before dragging her panties over the curve of her hips, straight down her legs, and then tossing them over my shoulder.

Pressing a hand into the mattress, I hover over her. My other hand goes back between her legs, and my mouth takes hers again in another long, searing kiss. She submits, letting me work her mouth and her pussy, but it only lasts so long before her hands are moving on me again.

Quite demanding, and I like it because it’s the same spitfire soul that has knocked heads with me on multiple occasions.

The spirit that’s attracting me now.

Hands are everywhere, pulling and yanking at clothes. It’s awkward kicking off shoes, trying to get her damned dress over her head, stealing kisses in between.

But then we’re both naked, and I’m kneeling between her spread legs with a condom in my hand. I stare down at her, all lush curves and soft skin, and I need to bury myself there and never come out.

I tear open the foil package between my teeth with an impatient growl. Tilden’s eyes flash, and her hands tentatively touch my thighs. She’s not said a single word since I carried her back here, but she’s made plenty of noise. I wonder if I can get her to call out my name.

With my cock sheathed, I fall forward between her legs, supporting my weight off her with my elbows. Tipping my head, I kiss her once again, making it all I do to her until she’s writhing under me.

Hitching one of her legs over my waist, I guide myself close before pressing into her heat.

It’s as I feared, and when I’m fully seated, I have to hold my body still so I don’t erupt. My head drops to her shoulder and I grit my teeth.

Tilden’s fingers thread through my hair, gently gliding over my scalp in a soothing manner. “You okay?”

Her first words.

She wants to know if I’m okay?

“Yeah.” My voice is gravelly with pent-up lust and bitterness that this feels far better than I deserve.

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah,” I growl, this time lifting my hips slowly before pressing back inside deep.

Tilden gasps. I hiss and do it again.

Fuck, that feels good.

Hitching her leg higher on my waist, I push up so I can see her face. I drive into her, and she cries out my name, “Coen.” And then orders me, “Yes. Just like that.”

I kiss her before she can see me smile at her demands, and then I give her what she asks for. I hook my arm under her neck and with my other hand, I grab hers. I shove it between our bodies and make her touch herself. With my fingers guiding hers, I help her rub at her clit as I greedily thrust into her.

Tilden undulates and bucks and cries into my mouth every time I bottom out in her tight pussy. She gasps for air, thrashes under me, and I lift up to watch.

Christ, she’s sexy with her face flushed, her eyes closed as she concentrates, and her hips flexing to meet mine. Chasing the same pleasure I am.

I want her to get there first, though, so I drive into her hard and fast. I knock her fingers away from her clit and use my own.Tilden’s eyes fly open and lock onto mine, and I groan over what I see.

She’s fucking lost.

So damn deep into the pleasure, I’m not sure she even sees me.

Her body tightens, muscles squeezing my cock, and her back arches off the mattress as she comes.

“Oh God,” she warbles, biting down on her lower lip so hard, I’m afraid she’ll cut herself. Her body shudders, and then she groans as she grips my shoulders as if her life depended on it.

I slam into her, over and over and over again, trying to catch up.

To share just a moment of it with her.

As if my own life depended on it too.

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