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Keeping a slow pace is difficult. She tries to lift her hips, wanting more from me, and I don’t give it to her. Wriggling beneath me, she tries to speed me up, but I stay steady. It’s worth the wait when I sink every inch inside. Her face relaxes and her lips part. I get a rush seeing her like this. Enraptured and quiet. It’s so rare of her character.And I’m the one to make her feel this way.The only man who will ever see this beautiful, meek side of her. I’ve experienced nothing like Freya before, everything about what we have feels fresh and new.

With each thrust, her moans grow louder and more desperate. My hand descends on her throat, and she smiles.

“Jesus Christ, you’re pretty when I’m taking you.”

She tucks her tongue in her cheek and blushes, still preoccupied with rolling her hips under me.

“What do you need, baby?”

She nods, her big eyes hazy. “Make me yours.”

Damn, what those words do to me.

She wraps her arms around my neck, her ankles lock behind my back. I sit up on my heels and pull her into my raised lap. My fingers dig into her supple ass and hips as I slide her up and down my cock.

“Who do you belong to?”

“Fuck,” she cries.

“Answer me, darling.”

“You.” There’s pure hunger etched on her face, and those emerald eyes are full and bright.

“So sweet.” The corners of my lips curl up into a smirk. “I love how well you take me.”

My teeth nip at her neck again.

“Rhys, I’m close.”Me too, love.

Her legs shake, and she digs her nails into my shoulders. I drive into her, tits bouncing with each plunge. She shudders and her body squeezes my cock like it’s trying to strangle me. I get my hand between us and rub her clit, which pulses wildly under my fingertips. She screams my name as she comes.Fucking hell.If I had to pick between the sound of a goal buzzer or hearingthat, it would be the latter. Every time.

She peaks so beautifully. Her pussy throbs in a strong, steady rhythm.

“Take it all, Freya Girl.”Take all of me.

My lips capture hers, and all I feel is this crazy love. It sends me overboard. That fuse that’s been burning finally hits dynamite, and I explode.

Freya is mine.It’s the only thought that runs through my head when I empty inside her. I’ve never come in a woman before. It’s intense. I’m dizzy and spent. I fall backward onto the bed and pull her with me, she releases a cute little shriek, and I wrap my arms around her in a bear hug. We lie in silence, hearts pounding in our chests.

I shift to the edge of the bed and stand. She locks her ankles behind my back, and I carry her into her bathroom, depositing her onto the countertop. I kiss her neck and slowly pull out, all the tension in her body loosens. I already miss the warmth of being inside her.

“Spread your legs.”

Her eyes darken, and a sinful grin appears on her face. That look alone could destroy me. When I bring my gaze between her open thighs, it’s hotter than I imagined, seeing my cum leaking out of her tight cunt. Dipping my fingers inside, I’m constricted by her still-spasming pussy. I show her my index and middle finger covered in a mix of us.

She grabs my wrist, taking both fingers between her lips, sucking them clean from the base to tip. I grab her chin again and gain access to her mouth, slipping my tongue inside, needing to know how we taste together. It’s salty and sweet. She’s so damn sexy.

After we get cleaned up, I lightly slap her ass, and she races back into bed. There’s no hesitating whether we spend the night together anymore. Lying on my back, she nuzzles into my shoulder. I press my lips to her temple and draw lazy patterns up and down her spine. Her skin is silky smooth, I can’t stop touching her. Her index finger does the same on my chest. She leaves two soft kisses along my biceps, and it does me in.

I love her so much.

THIRTY

After getting a rare Saturday with both of us not working, we went over to Lonan and Birdie’s for lunch. She cooked this amazing homemade pasta and we both ate more than our fair share. After we came home, I insisted we sleep off the big meal. Rhys may be used to putting away that many calories in one sitting, but I’m not. When I wake up, there’s a light blanket draped over us and the sun is setting. It’s a bright winter sunset of brilliant reds, oranges, and pinks that reflect off the walls. It’s beautiful and quiet. His breathing is still steady and relaxed, so I snuggle in, curving my back into his bare chest during our daytime nap.

A leg wraps around mine, and he pulls me into him deeper.Butterflies. He’s grown on me. Like a thick vine taking over. Or a hot-as-fuck barnacle.

It’s like my bones turn to butter, this is the most comfortable I’ve been in a long time. His hand slides to my front, fingertips trailing back and forth over my stomach. A soft smile blooms on my lips. My exhale comes out as a passionate sigh, and I can feel his soft chuckle on the back of my neck.

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