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I paused. “You’re very prepared.”

“Grace, in the nicest way, shut up.”

I pressed my lips together.

What was I doing, being a smartarse? I was hot and desperate, naked in front of him, and I’d just come in his mouth in less than two minutes—if that.

William undid his trousers and pushed them down with his boxers in one swoop, and I watched as he rolled the condom onto his erection. He covered my body with his once again, looming over me and pinning my hands to the bed while he kissed me.

I wanted more—I needed more from him, and I drew him closer to me with my legs, clamping them around his waist so he knew what I wanted.

Without a word, he reached down between us and positioned his cock, gently brushing through the wetness. A tiny, “Please,” whispered out of me, and he pushed slowly inside me, and I let out a groan, wrapping my legs tightly around him.

“Jesus,” he whispered into my mouth. “Why are you so fucking perfect?”

I couldn’t answer because he moved, sliding his fingers between mine before moving his hips. He settled into an easy rhythm, slow and almost loving, stroking his cock inside me like he wanted to remember every little inch of us together.

It felt good. So good. Him inside me, kissing me, pressing my hands into the bed, it was exactly what I needed, and I didn’t know how he knew that, he just did.

Everything built inside me, and I wrangled my hands from his to grip his back, hold him closer and closer to me as he moved. He tugged my head back and kissed my neck, making my back arch until every thrust was deeper and harder, and he picked up the pace, thrusting faster into me.

Pleasure washed over me in waves, one by one, until every inch of me was tingling with the anticipation of my release. We kissed and moved together like it was second nature, and I gripped him tighter as our moans and groans mingled into one.

The waves turned to a tsunami, and the orgasm rattled every bit of me. It pulsed through me, the sweetest release, and William groaned into the crook of my neck, stilling.

I could barely breathe. My muscles were clenching, and if I stayed here any longer, I was going to fall asleep on the spot in the aftermath of it.

“Fuck,” he murmured into the pillow.

“We just did,” I quipped back.

His whole body shook as he laughed, and he slowly raised onto his hands to look down at me. “I don’t even know what to say to that.”

“Don’t talk. Just move. I need to clean up in the bathroom.”

With another laugh, he did, pulling out of me carefully and moving so I could get up.

I didn’t want to get up, mind you. I wanted to stay there, and it wasn’t the sexiest thing in the world to get up, but I needed to sort myself out.

I trudged into the bathroom and did just that. I cleaned up downstairs and used extra wipes to clean my face, then I brushed my hair and slipped back into the bedroom where William was already lying in bed.

“Are you asleep?” I asked as I climbed in next to him.

“No. Come here.” He yanked me over the bed and tucked me against him, breathing deeply once we were settled. “Now I can sleep.”

“What am I? Your personal teddy bear?”

“Mhmm.” He kissed my shoulder and shuffled a little closer to me, sighing contentedly into my hair. “That’s better.”

I smiled, slipping one of my feet between his, and closing my eyes.

Yeah.

It was.

Much better.

CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO – WILLIAM

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