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No, I definitely had been starving. How had I lived without the taste of her on my tongue? Without hearing her sweet whines and feeling her softness against my rough fingers?

“Ethan,” she whispered. “I’m so close.”

I pumped my fingers inside of her, flicking her clit with my tongue. Her hips twitched, then bucked, then nearly tossed me off of her. Her back arched as she came, crying out so loudly that her voice echoed around the room.

“That was…” Her breasts shook with how hard she was panting. “I want more.”

“I’m happy to give you whatever you want.” I got off of her and stripped.

The room was so big that getting naked in it made me feel like I was giving a show to everyone beyond the window. And for once, I would not shy away. I tossed my shirt to the side, then my pants and boxers. Taylor sat up and looked at me, pure awe in her eyes as she studied my naked form.

I braced my hands on the back of the couch and kissed her again, blocking her in. She was under my control. Under my protection.

“Lie down,” I said, moving her before she could react.

“Can I suck your cock?” she asked, letting me part her legs despite her request.

“Someday, Taylor. But if you put your mouth on me, I’m going to explode.” I stroked myself a few times, pushing her legs back toward her chest. “I want to fuck you more than I want anything.”

“I want that, too.”

I scooted her down, then slid inside of her. She sucked in a breath, opening her legs wider to accept me. Her tightness was unbelievable. I’d never felt anyone like her. Tight and wet, hugging my cock perfectly. I wanted to pound into her, but I took my time. She was like the finest meal—not to be rushed. I lazily thrusted into her, her hips circling to meet my movements.

She pulled me down into a kiss, so we were chest to chest. I felt her pounding heart against mine as I sped up, burying my face in her neck. The vanilla scent of her hair and sweetness of her skin enveloped me. I kissed her neck, nipping her collarbone and cupping a breast.

She wrapped her legs around me and dragged her nails down my back. The way she was angled created friction against her clit, making her moan and clench around me. I grunted, trying to rein in my control.

But why was I holding back? I always denied myself. Toed the line. Stuck to the rules, even when it hurt.

But I didn’t need to do that anymore, not with her.

I pushed into her, hard and fast, making her cry out every time my hips smacked against her. I lost myself inside her, feeling her pussy start to rhythmically squeeze around me. She climaxed again, sending me over the edge. I spilled inside of her, the strength of it like a punch to the chest. I shook over her, bracing myself on my hands as my energy drained from me.

I pulled out of her, my chest still heaving. She was beautiful underneath me, her body flushed and her eyes bright. She smiled, and I smiled back at her, the expression coming easier than it ever had.

CHAPTER17

Cody

“Everyone, please be seated with your seatbelts fastened,” the pilot of the private jet that Taylor had chartered said. “We’re about to take off.”

I got into my plush leather seat next to the window, next to Taylor. We were on our way to a trip to the Bahamas, courtesy of one of the fashion brands that Taylor worked with. From what I gathered, the brand was going to shower the influencers with gifts, ask them about what their followers might like in the future, and take a lot of photos.

I was just excited to be near the water again. I missed the beach, even though it held a lot of painful memories for me. It held just as many good ones, though. Learning how to surf as a kid. Hanging out with friends. Those long days with perfect waves, ending with a bonfire on the beach.

Plus, it meant seeing Taylor in a bikini all the time.

Now that she and Ethan had finally had sex, I hoped the doors had finally opened for Taylor to be with me and Harrison more.

Our plan to get Ethan on board had worked perfectly—Taylor using her assets to seduce him. No one responded to straightforward communication quite like he did. And she was difficult to resist.

But we had the question of what it all was going to be, especially since she’d had sex with Ethan, too. We were going to just see how things went, but I still had so many questions. At least we had more space to figure out how a relationship between all of us could work. We didn’t have to go sneaking around.

“Ugh, I hate taking off,” Taylor said, gripping the armrests.

“Want to hold my hand?” I asked.

“If you don’t mind me squeezing the hell out of it.” She smiled sheepishly, threading her fingers in mine.

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