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Holy shit. I shiver with anticipation. I never thought watching a man suit up could leave me aching, but the way Fraser moves, with such deliberate power, turns my bones to jelly.
And as for his…
He settles on the bed beside me, running a possessive hand over my naked body as his mouth finds mine again, kissing hot and hard. Already I’m running my hands over the broad, perfect planes of his torso, falling back in time with every touch. Closing my fist around his cock and pumping, loving the sound of his low, desperate groan, and the way he presses into my hands. He touches me again, stroking deeper, licking over my breasts, making me pant and moan and writhe until I feel like I’ll die if I don’t have him inside me, right the fuck now. I pull him between my thighs, and Fraser rolls us, bracing himself above me as he notches himself at my entrance.
He thrusts inside, and I just about lose my mind.
“Oh.Oh…” my cries of pleasure echo as I arch up to meet him, to take him deeper, as deep as I can.Fuck. Sensation crowds at every sense; the weight of his body, the scent of him, the thick grind of friction deep inside, and oh, the slide of his tongue in my mouth, devouring me,claimingme. Fraser groans against me, and then he’s fucking me deeper, finding a relentless rhythm that’s already driving me higher, back to the edge.
Goddamn, this man is a miracle. Every touch, every sweet, thick thrust takes me over like nothing else. Like nobody ever could.
How have I lasted without this? Withouthim? I lose myself in the moment, lust and pleasure burning like an inferno in my veins as we move together, chasing that sharp, glittering high. It’s out of control: A frenzy of mouths, and tongues, and damp, thrusting bodies, and Fraser, fuck, he knows exactly what to do, the whispered praise and perfect pace to make me shake and moan.
“Aye... I remember how you like it, baby. I remembereverything.”
He grips one knee, folding it up against my chest as he thrusts into me again, and suddenly, the angle is deeper. Sweeter. So good, my eyes roll back and my body rises to meet him.
Fuuuck…
I sound a helpless, blissful moan. Fraser chuckles, low and rasping in my ear. “That’s right,mo chridhe.”
And now he’s talking Gaelic, too.
I hold on tight, matching his rhythm as I hurtle to the edge, and then suddenly, he’s flipping me over, pressing me face-down into the pillows as he fucks me from behind, hands reaching to clutch my breasts and stroke between my legs, and—
“Fraser!”
I climax with a scream, the epic wave of pleasure crashing through me, over me, pulling me into its velvet depths. It’s so good. It’stoogood.
Goddamn him.
Even as the wild, reckless pleasure takes me over; even as Fraser fucks me through it, knowing just how I like it—knowing all the ways to make me scream—until he finally comes with a wild roar, there’s a sharp sadness mingled with every moan.
Because I’ve spent the last ten years missing this perfection. Telling myself it wasn’t as good as I remembered; that I was just building him up in my mind.
But I wasn’t, and it is. Better than my memories, better than I’ve ever had before.
And if losing him—losing this—broke my heart the first time around…
Then how the hell am I going to go without this rush ever again?
13
FRASER
My phone buzzes angrilyon the bedside table, dragging me out of the fucking best dream of my life.
Then I see her. Jolene—she’ll always be my Jolene—sprawled naked in the bed beside me. Her hair’s dangled in dark curls on the pillow, her lips are curled in a dreamy smile, and as for the rest of her…
She’s a fucking goddess.
I ease out of bed silently, trying not to wake her, then go take a shower. She needs her sleep, after what we did last night—and what I have a burning desire to do all day today as well.
And for the rest of my goddamn life.
The memories race back in flashes: The sight of her flushed and gasping beneath me. The feel of her body, fitting mine like a glove. She was always bold and adventurous before, but now… Now, there’s a self-assured spark in her eyes that just about drives me crazy. The way she smirked up at me, teasing my cock with those soft kisses. The way she begged, urging me on with every stroke.
The way she rode me the second time around, shameless and wild, her eyes falling shut in pleasure while I held on for dear life and did everything I could to etch the sight of her on my damn brain forever.
