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He fists my hair and holds me closer as he tugs down his pants, stroking my clit with an anger that still turns me on.
When he sinks into me, I’m ruined.
It doesn’t take much, not when he’s pumping with fury in his blood and both of us so desperate, so needy, so wrecked with confusion.
I’m flying over the edge in no time, emotionally short-circuited by this bewildering man.
The scalding tears building since last night burst out of me.
Still, I come so hard I can’t breathe, riding his cock, adoring the way he touches me, works me, owns me.
If only he could keep me, too.
If only he believed in miracles.
If only we—
“Delia, keep going. Don’t stop till I tell you,” he orders, all sultry breath in my ear.
I slide down his length in fits, his thumb adding more pressure to my clit, sending a new wave of sweet, indecent butterflies tearing through me.
I’m scared now.
Because I know nothing will ever compare as long as I live.
The hurt.
The passion.
This twisted, unspeakable heart pact between us.
The constant quiet mourning of a future that’ll never be.
When we come together, the intensity chokes me.
The entire world fades into a gasp of ecstasy and his low, guttural release.
Sex almighty, I’m so flipping confused.
But he pulls me in close when it’s finally over, sheltering me from my own torn feelings in his powerful arms. His lips meet mine in a rough, searching kiss.
“Stop crying, Delia. We still have summer. We can buy ourselves more time.” He reaches up with a wounded look in his eyes, gently clasping my chin. “Why the fuck should we stop before you’re back in school? Let’s make that the real goodbye.”
My lips twitch, so many sharp words on my tongue.
Because I’m falling in love, you magnificent prick.
But I don’t dare say it.
I just dive into the lush jade tranquility of his eyes, where there’s no worry about broken hearts or forbidden crushes.
“One summer, baby. One summer ofthis,every damn night. Let me help you stop worrying about Evie and your dad. Let me kiss away your stresses, your fears,” he whispers, this protective fierceness in his voice that curls my toes.
I hate how he sounds like he cares.
He wraps his fingers around mine and brings them to his cock. I squeeze just underneath his swollen head until my head rolls back and my eyelids flutter hard.
Harder than I intend, really, because he’s making me feel deeper and harder and it pisses me off.
