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Damian roseto his knees and looked down at her. She was spread out before him, her body glimmering in the moonlight like a perfectpearl.

She opened her eyes slowly as the tremors subsided in her body and reached for his cock, throbbing with his need forher.

“Come inside me,Damian.”

He positioned himself at her entrance, vaguely aware that they were being reckless again. They’d been halfhearted about condoms, and neither of them had seen fit to address it in any significant way. The one time he’d brought it up after a particularly rigorous night of lovemaking, she’d silenced him with a kiss, told him she didn’t want to worry about being safeanymore.

That she’d been worried about safety her wholelife.

She reached for his thighs, pulled herself closer so the head of his shaft was pressed against herentrance.

He leaned over her and plunged his tongue into her mouth, felt the taste of her desire mingle with theirkiss.

“You don’t have to beg, my love.” He spoke against her mouth. “But I like it when youdo.”

He drove into her without warning, dropping his face to her neck as she enclosed him in her warmth. He remained still as she stroked his back, his eyes closed, savoring the velvety embrace of her channel against his shaft, the feeling of coming home as she stretched to accommodatehim.

She was already moving with him when he dragged out of her an inch at a time, pausing before he drove into her again, pushing all the way inside her until he came up against the wall of hercervix.

The waves on the beach were a matching ebb and flow to his penetration and withdrawal, to the grinding of her hips when he thrust all the way insideher.

She was doing what she did best — using his body to find her own pleasure, generating maximum friction against her clit. The knowledge of it made him harder, prompted him to drive into herfaster.

He loved that she took her pleasure, that she wasn’t apologetic about anything she wanted or needed — in bed or inlife.

It was a fucking turn-on.

In bed and inlife.

Her obvious pleasure heightened his own, brought his orgasm closer to the surface. He moved faster, bending over to take one of her nipples in his mouth as he thrust into her, lapping as he withdrew, sucking hard when he pierced heragain.

She moaned and locked her legs around his hips, opening wider for him, letting him sink even deeper into the sweet cave of her pussy. He pushed into her in a frenzy as he lost his hold on any semblance of discipline, his body consumed by its prime directive:release.

There was nothing but the refuge of her body, the emptiness when he withdrew, the completion when he drove into her again andagain.

The orgasm rose in his veins like a ragingfloodwater.

He bent down to kiss her. “I’m going to come inside you,Aria.”

She opened her eyes to look at him and it was like seeing into infinity. “I’m going to come withyou.”

They would do everythingtogether.

He drove into her with a ferocious thrust, kept driving into her as her hips rose to meet his, her fingers digging into his back as she ground against him, reaching for her ownpleasure.

Her cries echoed off the cliff face, were sent out over the water, carried to some far-off place as the pressure collected in his balls, ran up his shaft, so tight it felt like he was going to split hisskin.

Then it was spilling out, pouring into her warmth as she clamped down on him. She was so tight as she came he could hardly move inside her, could hardly pull out and push back in through the narrow canyon of herpussy.

But he did. He thrust into her again and again, lost in his own ecstasy, in the power of hers trembling around him, both of them somehow adrift in their own experience even as they cametogether.

Even as their release feltshared.

It was a union made all the more rare for itsimpossibility.

He covered her neck and jaw with kisses, dipping his tongue into the honeyed well of hermouth.

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