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“I want you so badly. Please.” Her words were slurred, like she struggled to form full sentences. “I need you.”

Not want, but need. He needed her, too.

Their eyes met and he pushed into her, just an inch, watching as she embraced him, enjoying the way their bodies connected. He pulled back out and then pushed in again, a little further this time. Wrinkles formed on her forehead as she struggled to adjust to his size. It took everything in him to restrain himself. The way she pulled and rocked her hips and begged to be filled. He slid out an inch and pushed forward further, almost fully sheathed. He hissed as she squeezed around his cock; the sensation was mind-blowing. He pulled out one more time, and she gripped his arms in frustration.

“Please.” The word caught in her throat. A guttural noise full of desire.

He buried himself in one powerful stroke and she inhaled sharply. Her jaw dropped, and she looked so lost in satisfaction. He took her bottom lip in his mouth and bit gently.

It felt right like this, with his body pressed against hers. She was soft and warm, and he never wanted to leave her embrace. He wanted her to keep her arms around his neck, one hand trailing through his hair for all of eternity.

He was panting now. He pulsed in and out of her as she bit down on his shoulder, experiencing too much and not enough all at the same time. The sound of her soft gasps echoed in his ear, and it set him on fire head to toe.

With every stroke, he felt her clenching, yearning for him to fill the emptiness he left behind.

“Oh my god,” she murmured in his ear.

He turned his head to find hers and braced her neck with his hand, controlling the tempo at which they kissed. He traced her lips with his tongue and explored her mouth, memorizing the way she felt and the way she tasted. She was sweet but fiery, like cinnamon.

An unbearable craving built in his core, and he picked up his pace, driving into her. He was so close now.

“Nik,” she whined.

“Fuck. You feel so good. I fucking—” Love you? Is this love? “I wanna feel you come.”

Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she whimpered. His hands were all over her, an urgent need to feel every inch, from her soft breasts to her round ass. Her small hand clenched his wrist in a death grip while he swirled her clit. He relished the way she held onto him for dear life.

Her eyes squeezed shut and her face scrunched in unadulterated ecstasy. He felt the walls of her pussy flutter around him, and her thighs quivered uncontrollably. She let out a few high-pitched moans before her body relaxed, all energy expended.

A few more pulses and Nik unraveled in bliss, spilling into her. His body collapsed into hers and they both crashed against the wall. He kissed her temple and massaged her thigh while they both came down from their high. Her eyelids flickered dreamily, and she caressed his arm.

They stood in silence. What was there to say? This was everything Nik had wanted, and now he had her. His cock twitched thinking of how lucky he was to be inside her, that she had let him in, and not just physically. He slid out, and she sighed in his absence.

“I need to get back before they realize I’m missing.” She glanced back toward the kitchen door and pulled the fabric of her dress back over her head and around her neck.

Nik cursed the New Year banquet for not allowing them more time together.

He kissed her on the forehead before she turned away.

“Ali…” He didn’t know what he wanted to say. There were no words to communicate how much this meant to him. How much she meant to him. His eyes raked over her body and settled on her face. Her smile lit up the dark hallway and melted his heart. “I wish you didn’t have to go.”

“I know. I’m glad we had this…if I had left before…I’m glad I got to be with you.”

He choked back tears. She was talking about leaving for good. This was her way of saying goodbye. The fire from the torchlight twinkled in her eyes as she smoothed her dress. Meanwhile, he looked frazzled, his pants and shirt still unbuttoned.

He opened his mouth to tell her he had every intention of coming with her, but she’d rendered him speechless. She placed a delicate kiss on his lips, and he leaned into it, forgetting all else. This wasn’t the end. This was their beginning.

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Chapter Twenty-Four

It took everything in Eli to not spill drinks on all these ungrateful assholes. The liquid bubbled in tiny, slender glasses. This was nothing like the gray grass they had back home. It was sparkling and smelled fruity. They didn’t even know how good they had it here.

The party attendees grabbed drinks off his tray without even acknowledging him. Like it had just popped up out of thin air. They didn’t want to see the unpleasant servants they kept. It was a dirty secret and if they ignored him, they could ignore their own sins and complacency.

He watched as they got sloppier and sloppier with each tray he brought out. At one point, he dared to drown a glass himself to see just how strong it was. It was delicious but burnt his nostrils. Strong. He needed to see Ali’s reaction to this.

His heart hurt when he thought of her. Their brief conversation earlier was the closest to normal he’d felt in weeks. Maybe it was time to forgive her and move on. It was telling that she was the first thought that came to mind when he experienced something new and wanted to share it. She’d always be his best friend.

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