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She criedout as he drove into her. He was massive, his cock stretching her channel as he tunneled into her, but her body welcomed him, opening until he sank all the way against hercervix.
“Jesus… you feel so good, Kate. So warm. Sotight.”
She locked her ankles around his calves and grabbed the hard rise of his ass, pushing him even deeper. It was the only way she could tell him that she wanted all of him. That she wanted to give him access to every secret part of herself even when it didn’t seem thatway.
He rained kisses on her face, then lowered his lips to suck one of her nipples. The combination of his cock filling her and the heat of his mouth around the peak of her nipple was the best kind oftorture.
She moved underneath him, the friction against her clit almost unbearable, her body already reaching for anotherorgasm.
She worked with him as he dragged himself slowly out of her, putting distance between them in anticipation of the moment when he would drive into her again. When it came, it took her breath away, the penetration swift and deep, a long hard stroke that forced her turn her head and muffle her scream into the crook of herarm.
He pulled out, faster this time, eager to push back through her channel, tight with her impending release. Their bodies were tuned into the same frequency, working to mutual benefit, mutual release, perfectly timed as he drove into her, pulling out just long enough to drive into heragain.
Her need for release was mounting, rising like high tide in her stomach, threatening to spill over. She was lost in sensation, so lost she gasped when Declan rolled under her, flipping their positions until she was on top, straddling his hips, his cock still buried insideher.
He looked up at her, his hands on her hips, and she knew what he was saying, what he was tellingher.
This is how it is with us. How it will always be. You can be in control. But you have to give yourself to metoo.
She bent to kiss him, her hips already moving, her body still primed forrelease.
He moved with her, lifting his hips to thrust into her, pulling back enough to let her sink onto him with maximum pleasure. She used her hands to brace herself against his chest, grinding into him on the downstroke, letting the friction work her clit until she was desperate to come, to feel him come insideher.
“Ohgod…”
“That’s right, beautiful. Come for me,” hecoaxed.
The words demolished the last of her self-control. She cried out as pleasure exploded at her center, the orgasm taking hold of her all atonce.
She closed her eyes, letting the sensation wash over her, taking her out of her mind to a place where she was pure feeling, pureecstasy.
Declan groaned, his body tensing as he released everything he’d been holding back. His upward thrusts were almost vicious as he pushed through her again and again. He spilled into her, his fingers digging into her flesh, until he finally let loose a longsigh.
He lay back on the bed, his chest rising and falling, hands still possessively on her hips, and she dropped into his chest, her own breath shallow andjagged.
“I love you,” he said, stroking her back. “I loveyou.”
She kissed his chest. “I love you too,Dec.”
His heart beat a lullaby under her ear, their breathing slowly returning to normal, falling into a rhythm the way their bodies had just worked inrhythm.
She didn’t know how much time had passed when she woke with a start. She’d dozed off, still on Declan’s chest, her thighs still straddling his hips. A chill had settled over the room, and she shivered, turning her head toward the glass doors leading to thebalcony.
Soft green light, eerie and otherworldly, leaked into theroom.
She eased off Declan’s naked body and covered him with the blanket before pulling on his discarded T-shirt. Walking to the glass doors, her gaze was pulled upward where undulating ribbons of emerald light waved across the nightsky.
She wondered if it was her imagination that there was a high-pitched hum in the air, a frequency that seemed to come from the heavens and that was barely audible to the humanear.
She opened the glass doors and slipped onto the balcony, oblivious to the cold on her bare arms and legs, mesmerized by the light show playing outoverhead.
Time seemed to stand still in the moments — seconds? minutes? — before she felt the heat of Declan’s body behindher.
“Aurora Borealis,” he murmured, wrapping her in the blanket around hisshoulders.
“It’s like a dream,” she said, leaning back againsthim.
