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“What was the question?”
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JADE
I can’t help but laugh at his response and he groans.
“Fuck. You’re so goddamned tight.”
He pulses his hips against me, and I suck in a breath at the overwhelming sensation of fullness as my body continues to stretch to accommodate him.
“It’s been…a while for me.”
He grunts and rests his hands against my hips.
“You set the pace, sweetheart.”
Aftershocks of pleasure still tremble through me. How the hell am I supposed to move right now? He swallows and reaches his hands for mine to weave our fingers together. He squeezes them and I have no idea what black magic it is, but suddenly Ihaveto move. Starting slowly, I shift my hips back and forth against his. He shifts, and the withdrawal and smooth glide forward end with his pelvis rubbing against my clit.
I cry out and he moves faster, taking control of our pace. A second orgasm is building in my toes, and my hands grip his harder.
“Jade.”
He thrusts against me and I meet him in the middle. The angle is deeper than before, the pleasure building in an inevitable, powerful wave.
“Please,” I beg.
I’m not sure what I’m begging for. More? Faster? Harder? I can’t think. All I can do is feel. White-hot pleasure arcs through my blood, and the overwhelming sensation is an intensity I’ve never experienced before—with him or anyone else.
He sits up, capturing one of my nipples in his mouth as he keeps our hands locked together and continues to piston his hips. Heat gathers in the pit of my stomach, and every muscle starts to lock in the wake of the orgasm that’s cresting.
“Shep.”
His teeth sink into my breast in a sharp bite, and the lights exploding around me shatter and take me with them. I’m a million pieces of pleasure as the orgasm drags on. His release, the vibration of his growl against my breast, and the grip in his fingers sets off a third that shoots me into a universe where he and the pleasure he’s created in my body are the only things that exist.
His heartbeat thuds steadily in my ear, and his warm hands are splayed along my back when I can finally move again—if I want to. But since I don’t, I only grip his waist with my knees even harder. His chuckle shifts his chest against me, and I moan as it shifts something else inside me.
“Fuck, baby. You feel so good.” His fingers flex against my back.
“Mmm. So do you,” I murmur. “I don’t want to move.”
“Who says we have to?”
“Nobody. But I should get cleaned up.”
His arms tighten around me.
“You don’t need to go anywhere.”
“Shep.”
“I’m not done with you yet,” he growls, and my body responds by pulsing around him. “I meant holding you, but give me a minute and we’ll go for round two.”
The rough drag of his fingers over my back is as much soothing as it is a turn-on.
“I can’t believe you’re here.” My arms squeeze his chest.
“Me neither.”
