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I lifted before slamming myself down and feeling him in every pore. I moved up and down, ensuring I did not waste a single inch of his big cock.

“Fuck me,” I whispered.

“You like me in you, don’t you?” He drew me down toward him, his lips capturing mine. He wound his arms around me, held me flush against him, and pounded into me with no mercy.

“Ah,” I screamed into the room. “Yes…oh my, yes.”

Sweat beaded his forehead, so he worked me closer and closer to the edge.

In one swift motion, he flipped us over so I lay at the bottom, and he lay between my legs. He continued his fast pounding while I continued meeting him thrust for thrust.

“Baby…” he groaned, taking my nipple into his mouth, “fuck, you feel like a dream.”

His words only pushed me further toward the cliff edge.

“You take me so well.” He traced his tongue along my puckered nipples. “Every. Last. Inch.”

“Nate, I’m going to…” I was barely hanging on at this point. I was so close to the edge, so close to finding my release, but I wanted to wait for him.

“I’m right there with you, baby.” He brushed my hair away from my face, his eyes locking with mine.

I don’t know what it was, but something shifted. I couldn’t quite put my finger on it, but something moved between us that felt like…I didn’t know if I could even say the word.

I closed my eyes as the beginning tingles spread from my core. His hand grabbed my chin, forcing me to open my eyes.

“Eyes open. On me.”

He moved in and out of me until we finally came undone.

Our orgasms ripped through us violently as the euphoric feeling overtook us. The high lasted much longer than before, and this clouded haze of pure and utter bliss settled over us.

This was different. This wasn’t just us having sex for the sake of release. This was…more. This was sensual. This was passion. This was…making love.

I had waited for the panic to settle, but that feeling never came. All I felt was calm and peace.

When we settled, he pulled out of me, lying beside me. He pulled me into his chest, his mouth kissing my forehead gently.

I closed my eyes, just relishing the feeling of having him this close to me. I never wanted this to end, but in the back of my mind, I knew that one day we would have to come to an end. Only I didn’t know if I could survive our conclusion.

I was spent. My body was satisfied like it had never been before. There was just something about the way this man handled me that left me…floating. We had had sex many times before, but this time felt so different. At first, it had been stiff and dirty and raw, but then somewhere in between, when we were facing each other, it turned into more than just fucking. We made love in its purest form. I had waited for the terror to overtake me and the alarm bells to ring in my head, but I felt none of that. I was so at peace at the thought of making love to this man.

I remembered every touch, every kiss, and every gaze. I wanted to commit it all to memory because I didn’t know when next I would experience him like this.

The scary thing was that even with Jacob, it had never been like this, and I had known Jacob for years.

The moon streamed in from the window casting this blue hue over our skin.

“Sleep.” He pulled me into him, his tiredness coating his voice. “I can hear your brain thinking.”

“You sleep.” I placed my hand on top of his on my bare stomach. His legs were draped over mine securely. I was going nowhere.

“I’m trying, but I can hear your brain thinking.” He yawned a low chuckle.

“Why did you hate me before?” I don’t know why I was bringing this up now, seeing we were trying to sleep after mind-blowing sex. But the question had plagued me and he had never thoroughly answered it.

“What do you mean?” He asked.

I licked my lips, bracing myself for what I would say to this man. My eyes looked out to the Chicago skyline. The various sky-rise buildings and streetlights illuminate downtown Chicago. You didn’t get this in Braven, that was for sure.

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