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On the next thrust of his hips, I meet him with my own. And the angle, impossible depth—the man, and this moment—it sets me off. I come around him, my limbs shaking uncontrolled as I give in to the demand my body makes.
Lance groans against my ear, kissing his way across my jaw as he holds me, letting me ride out the waves of my orgasm.
When he pulls out of me and drops his arms to hug my hips, I shake my head, knowing I can’t take more.
He nods, his head dipping.
“Again.”
His mouth covers my pussy, tongue swirling between his soft-as-sin lips. I’m so sensitive my hips buck, and I try to roll away. Try to pull him closer. Try to rub myself to orgasm on his face. The feeling almost too much to crave. But I do. I crave the next sweep of his tongue despite the overwhelming feeling I’m about to crumble at his hands.
“I—” My toes curl, legs stiff. “Lance—” My body shatters as another orgasm roars through me. I rock against the feel of his mouth, the wisps of his beard, the heat of his tongue. “I love… you.”
He moves up my body, his hands promising devotion as he trails them over my hips, waist, breasts, and into my hair.
He looks at me and gives a slow smile, mouth glistening with my pleasure. He looks high with his eyes barely parting and features so relaxed.
“Tell me,” he begs.
“I love you.”
His kiss comes hard, messy, demanding. I match his hold on my hair, pulling at the roots of his hair. He steps forward, and with little help, he sinks into me. He pauses the kiss, body trembling, our mouths still flush. “I don’t just love you, Scarlet.” A kiss. “I live and breatheyou.” He swallows, leaning back a half inch. “I am nothing without you, Scar, but I feel like the best man on earth when I’m with you.”
He frowns, pulling back as pain flashes across his face as if he’s been slapped.
“Lance?” His haunted eyes come back to me, and I try for a smile. “Where’d you go?”
He winces, closing his eyes briefly before opening them again. And what I see in them should scare me.
The vulnerability.
The pure, untamed love should terrify me.
And yet, I’ve never been less afraid to fall.
“I hope it hurts,” I tell him.
His face falters.
“If it’s not life-altering—messy, crazed love, capable of tearing me apart—I don’t want it.” I lift my chin, brushing my lips to his. “I hope it leaves me in ruins because, Lance, your love’s worth hurting for.”
He buries his face in my neck as he thrusts forward, his body shuddering. “I’m sorry,” he bites out, his knee lifting to the counter. I gasp as his other follows, his body stretching over mine as he lifts onto the kitchen island.
On his knees, he looks down at me, my dress bunched at my waist from our haste. “It’s beyond words.” He places a hand around my back and angles my body as he whispers again, “It’s beyond words.”
And as he slides inside of me, sinking into the deepest parts of me, I shatter completely.
THIRTY-THREE
Lance
I have to tell them.
I don’t want to. Not at the risk of hurting so many people that I care about. But I can’t lie to them either. Not anymore. Mason deserves to know what I did, and Scarlet deserves a choice.
And if she does choose to leave me, then I’ll beg on my knees for her to stay.
Being with her makes everything I did last year tolerable.
