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Lorenzo wasn’t ready to stop, and after a moment, he flipped me over so that I was underneath him, pinning me down as I’d pinned him down. His cock was still buried inside me, skewering me, and Lorenzo’s face was inches from mine.
He dipped his head and kissed me, his tongue in my mouth, before he rocked his hips. He broke the kiss a short while later and focused on the way he fucked me. He pounded into me, pounding into me harder and harder, and I cried out with every thrust. He forced my breath, my cries, my moans and gasps and sighs, in and out of my body with every thrust.
His lips were parted as he breathed hard while he rode me, his brow was wet with sweat, and every muscle bulged in his body. He was a god, an Adonis, chiseled and perfect.
I got lost in the feel of him, in the pleasure that kept pulsing through my body. I didn’t know if it was a new orgasm or if I was still coming. Either way, pleasure rolled over me, taking my breath away, and I cried out.
“Lorenzo!”
He grunted and kissed me, swallowing whatever words would have followed, and buried himself inside me as deep as he could.
He let out a sharp cry into my mouth before he pushed up, holding himself up on muscular arms. I felt his orgasm crash down on him, his cock twitching and pulsating inside me as he released. His muscles contracted involuntarily, and gasps turned into grunts and moans.
We rode out the orgasms together, the pleasure so incredible, and we were close—closer than we’d ever been before.
Maybe it was because we were in the forest, fighting for survival together. Maybe it was because Lorenzo and I were on the same page. Maybe it was because we were meant to be together from the start.
I was too skeptical to believe in fate, but if I did, I imagined it would feel something like this.
After what felt like forever, the orgasms faded, the pleasure subsided, and it was just me and Lorenzo, together, breathing hard. We’d been stripped raw, and it was just his soul and mine, mirroring each other, our hearts beating as one.
He collapsed on top of me, his body slick with sweat and heavy on mine.
He rolled off a moment later so that I could breathe. I gasped for air and turned my head to Lorenzo. When I looked at him, I didn’t just see the boy I’d fallen for years ago or the man who tried to push through the guards I had up all around me.
I saw someone who was safe, close, someone who would do anything to keep me from falling.
Lorenzo tugged me closer to him, and I rolled my body against his. My heart slowed down, but my body still hummed in the aftermath of our sex.
We lay under the thick covers, right back where we’d started the day. Lorenzo lay on his back, an arm around my shoulders, and I traced a finger over his chiseled chest. My breathing had settled after our intense sex and after my panic. My heart rate was back to normal.
Lorenzo knew just how to take care of me. He’d brought me back down to Earth, and he had no idea how much that meant to me. Everything he’d done for me since the moment the rain had started when we’d been on our hike had been incredible.
He really was a great guy. I’d been such a bitch, set on pushing him away because it was easier to do what I’d also done. I didn’t want to do that to him anymore. I’d always had a special place in my heart for Lorenzo, and he’d forced himself past all the crap that I threw at anyone, getting closer than anyone ever had before.
I loved that he’d done that.
“Thank you for looking after me,” I said.
“I wasn’t just going to abandon you.”
“I know. I haven’t made anything easy for you, though. You still pushed through, and I appreciate that.”
Lorenzo pulled me tighter against him and dropped a kiss in my hair.
“You have no idea how incredible you are. I don’t see what you’re trying to throw at the world.”
I didn’t know how that was possible—how could he see past the mask I’d become so good at wearing? It was just that that made him so great. I needed him to know that.
“I know it’s been rough, and we’ve been through a lot of hell since we went on that hike, but while my guards are down and I’m not in bitch-mode…” I glanced up at him.
“Bitch-mode?” Lorenzo asked with a chuckle. “Nice.”
“Or not,” I said, shaking my head. “What I’m trying to say is that while I’m here, with my guard down and it’s just us… I really do care about you.”
“I know,” Lorenzo said with a smile.
“I know I don’t always show it, but I do. I more than care about you. I’m in love with you.”
