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His gaze sharpens and he lets out a groan before crashing our mouths together. Our teeth clash and our tongues tangle. Being with him like this is like coming home. Like finally waking up and seeing who I am; who I could be.

It’s life altering. Life shattering.

Especially as he begins to move, pumping in and out of me, fucking me with the same demanding pace as his tongue uses to ravage my mouth. His thrusts are long and deep, and I can feel him everywhere. His piercings are dragging so deep inside me and awakening nerve endings I didn’t know I had.

Never have I felt so full. So used. So fucking good.

I wrap my legs around his waist, digging my heels into the top of his ass, encouraging him to go faster—deeper.

His hips snap forward as his hands find mine, lacing our fingers together and dragging our hands above my head, pinning them to the mattress. My cries are muffled by his mouth as he changes the angle and kisses me like I’m the oxygen he needs to breathe.

My back arches, his dick hitting that spot inside me that drives me wild.

He trails his lips across my jaw, down my neck, and then meets my gaze. His eyes are wild, yet focused completely on me. I’m at his mercy, but I know he’s under my control.

There are no words.

No promises.

Just Foster, and all the emotions he stirs in the deep recesses of my heart.

I don’t let go of his hands and I don’t look away as my body quivers with another impending orgasm.

“Foster.”

His name is a whisper between us, a desperate plea to make us both come undone, and Foster becomes unhinged. He growls, fucking me at a rapid pace, his piercings burning so good, and I know this moment is marked on my very soul.

My thighs quake, my pussy clamps down around him, and I throw my head back as the fourth and most intense orgasm rolls through my body.

For a minute everything goes black, and then I see fucking stars.

Foster curses and groans my name as he thrusts deep in my pussy and stills, emptying himself inside me.

He doesn’t let go of my hands as he rests his forehead on mine and lets his eyes close.

Even though I’m exhausted, I keep my gaze trained on his face, memorizing how he looks in this moment. Everything to the small dots of sweat covering his brow, to the small part between his lips, to that damn blonde lock resting on his forehead.

We stay like that for a while, basking in the aftermath of my destruction, while my heart is beating a hundred miles a minute.

I think it’s safe to sayThe Crushhas crashed out of its box like the Kool-Aid man and is running wild. I can only hope the walls I’ve built around myself are strong enough to keep me safe from falling for this man.

He’ll only break me.

His eyes open and he takes a deep breath. “Avery.” His lips brush across mine, a light caress that means more to me than anything he can say. “That was—”

Intense? Amazing? Epic?“It was alright.” I smirk, leaning forward for a quick kiss.

Foster shakes his head and chuckles. “I think the phrase you’re looking for is ‘earth shattering’.”That too.“Stay here. Let me clean up my mess.”

He slips out of me and disappears into the bathroom for a few minutes, coming back with a damp cloth.

With us both clean, he covers us with the sheet and tugs me against his chest.

As much as I’m trying to fight it, I can feel my eyes closing, and the exhaustion I’m trying to fight takes over.

Before I fall asleep, he wraps his arms around me and presses a kiss to my forehead.

“You make me want all the things I can’t let myself have.”

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