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And then—oh, fucking bliss—he thrusts harder, his heavy balls slapping against my ass, his grip tight on my inner thighs as he keeps my legs spread wide apart. Endless cries spill from my throat as his relentless rhythm jostles me against the bed.

I want it to last forever, a goddamn eternity, this heavy, exquisite plunging and retreating. He hovers over me like a thundercloud, his expression fierce, the tendons in his neck straining, his shoulders damp with sweat. I rake my fingernails down his chest and push my hips up to meet his thrusts.

“Oh god, I’ve missed this,” I gasp, bringing my hands to my breasts. “I’ve missedyou. I’ve dreamed of you, too…alone in bed, I’d touch myself and think about you driving your big cock into me…fuck, that feels so good…like you’re filling a space inside me where you fit so perfectly…harder, Dane, please…yes…ah!”

Another orgasm rocks through me. I buck up against him, my eyes flooding with tears—this time, of pleasure, love, and exhilaration.

“Don’t stop,” I whisper.

Bracing his hands on either side of my pillow, he lowers his head and slants his mouth over mine—open and deep. Our tongues slide together. His body presses against mine, his chest hairs deliciously abrading my nipples.

“Perfect girl,” he growls, his eyes burning. “Tighten that sweet pussy around me…yeah, just like that…so fucking hot and wet. Youbelongto me. You always have. And I’m never letting you go, not for anything…oh shit, honey, I can’t hold off for much longer, but I want to feel you come again. Give it to me, and I’ll fill you so fucking deep…goddamn, I could bury myself inside you for days. Rub your clit on my dick, baby, and come so hard you scream.”

His voice, his words, spiral through me, increasing the fire in my blood. I grab his shoulders, straining for the release building again with the force of a jet engine rumbling to life.

“It’s happening again,” I gasp, wrapping my legs around his thighs. “I’m almost there…Dane.”

I almost can’t believe it when sensations crash through me again, even more intense than the first time. Tears roll down my cheeks, and he licks them away before grabbing my hair and tilting my face up to his. His eyes blaze into mine.

“Take me,” he orders, his voice guttural. “Now.”

“Yes.”

With a grunt, he surges so deep I feel him all the way up to my womb. His seed splashes inside me, the flood inciting another rush of arousal. He’s an incredibly beautiful sight—his head thrown back and his sweat-damp muscles flexing and straining as he surrenders to his release.

The air is thick with our gasps and scorching body heat. We fall back against the pillows, and he hauls me against him, nuzzling his face into my neck.

“Love you so fucking much,” he murmurs, sliding his lips up to mine. “I want to live with you forever. I want to marry you. I want to put our baby inside you. I want to fuck you whenever I get the chance and cuddle you all night. I want to make coffee for you every morning and make sure you always have dessert. I’ll be even more of an overprotective ass than I already am, but I swear to you I’ll never let anything hurt you. I’ll never leave you again. I’ll devote my life to giving you whatever you want or need, and I—”

I stop his words with the pressure of my mouth, driving my hand into his hair.

“Dane,” I whisper against his lips. “All I’ve ever wanted is you.”

We indulge in a long, slow kiss before he pulls back to gaze at me, his eyes filled with warmth.

“I meant everything I said,” he promises, rubbing his thumb over my lower lip. “But first, I need to ask you something.”

“Anything.”

“Will you go out on a date with me?”

I stare at him for a second, then laugh. In our wildly unconventional relationship, we’ve never actually dated.

“Yes.” I throw my arms around him and feel his heart beating against mine. “Yes, Dane, of course I’ll go on a date with you. I’ll go on a thousand dates with you, now and always. Forever.”

“Good.” He locks his arms around me. “Because I’m going to love you for much longer than that.”

Epilogue One

HANNAH

Two years later

Sunlight glitters over the ocean,and the whitecaps roll and sway in the breeze. Seagulls soar and circle in the cobalt-blue sky. Waves sweep across the shallow, crescent-shaped beach at the bottom of the rocky cliff.

I get out of the car, admiring the fresh weather-resistant varnish on the new siding of Dane’s seafood shack. Blue wooden rocking chairs sit on the front porch, and a carved sign announcesHigh Tide Seafood Shack – Join us in one month for our Grand Opening.

The door is partway open, and Elvis’s “Stuck on You” drifts from a portable speaker. I knock on the door and push it open farther. As it always does, my heart swells with joy and pride as I step into the main room.

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