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I took him inside with one grateful groan and he swore ripely.
“Fuck. Fuck.” His head fell back as I rocked forward, taking him even deeper.
Every muscle inside of him locked, including his insanely hard cock.
I latched onto his mouth, infusing my chaos into him. His fingers dug into my ass, taking charge of the slide and glide of our bodies. The sheet slid free, slipping to the deck as I wrapped around him, burying my face in his neck.
Again and again, I took him inside me. My toes barely touched the deck and still I levered every muscle in my thighs to ride him.
His arms came around me at the small of my back.
There was no air.
No space.
No time.
Just us racing for the end.
I didn’t want it. I fought it even as it came at me like a car crash.
One of his hands fisted my hair to drag my face to his as the sob rolled through me like thunder.
He swallowed my cries, answering with a guttural groan that would live in me long after we were apart. Long after I cleaned him away.
A smart woman wouldn’t have allowed a near stranger to come inside her like that. Not when condoms were literally feet away from us.
I squeezed around him as if even my body wanted to hold onto him too.
He stroked a hand down my hair. Gentleness under the rigid body armor he was already building. I’d never really been so in tune with someone physically to notice.
Maybe because I was usually the one with all the walls.
Or the glass.
I was so used to looking from the outside in.
And here it was, all over again.
I laid my cheek against his shoulder. When he tried to lean back, I held on tighter.
“Just another minute.”
He scooted back on the chaise and gathered me tighter. I watched the sun slide over the deck. Lemon-gold fingers chasing after me.
Chasing me away.
I couldn’t be ashamed of the tears that rolled. If I didn’t let some of the pain out, I’d go crazy with it. I allowed just a few. Enough for me to collect myself and put a smile on my face as I leaned back.
I rearranged my own walls of glass. Drawing the snow globe around me. For the first time, I welcomed it.
I’d be able to hold the rest of it inside me. Enough to get home and put things back together.
I was becoming a master at starting over.
“Helena—”
I leaned in and brushed a soft kiss on his lips. “I’m gonna miss you, Beckett Manning.”
