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Her moans grew louder and more desperate, filling the air with a symphony of pleasure. I reveled in the way she writhed beneath me, unable to control herself as I drove her toward her orgasm.

“Sawyer,” she cried out, gasping in pleasure. I lifted my mouth to watch her come down, the primal satisfaction of pleasing her coursing through my veins, as I hastily removed my pants.

Her eyes widened as she watched me stroke myself, her jaw slack with arousal. “You want my cock, baby?”

“Yes,” she gasped.

I groaned in response to her desperate tone, but didn’t waste a second. With a fierce urgency, I positioned myself between her legs, driving into her until I bottomed out. The feeling of her tightness enveloping me was pure bliss. Slowly, I moved in and out, until I built up a rhythm that had Hannah moaning with pleasure.

We moved together in perfect synchrony, our bodies becoming one in a dance of desire.

Her nails dug into my back as I thrust deeper, each movement eliciting moans that echoed through the room. The intensity of our connection grew with every second, our bodies drenched in sweat as the heat between us soared to new heights.

I watched her take everything I was giving her. I watched her curves bounce with each thrust. Suddenly, I was overcome with the need to tell her everything I was thinking. I settled over her, adjusting my thrusts to a slow, deep rhythm that allowed me to make love to her as I whispered in her ear. I found myself telling her how beautiful she looked, how good she made me feel, how much she meant to me.

Every word fueled the fire within us, intensifying our connection. Our kisses became more demanding and urgent, expressing a hunger that could never be satisfied.

Time blurred as we continued our fervent exploration of each other’s bodies. Pleasure surged through me with every touch, every thrust. We lost ourselves in a realm where nothing else mattered but the two of us.

Hannah’s moans filled the room, mingling with my own growls of pleasure as we reached the pinnacle. Our bodies shuddered in unison, waves of pleasure crashing over us. I rolled off her, holding her tightly against me, our hearts pounding in sync as we rode out the aftershocks of our release. Sweat glistened on our skin, and I pressed my lips to hers, tasting the remnants of our passion.

We lay there, breathless and sated, tangled in each other’s embrace. The room was filled with an electric energy, a sense of fulfillment and contentment that washed over us like a gentle wave. I brushed a strand of hair from Hannah’s face and kissed her forehead.

“I love you,” I whispered softly.

Her eyes fluttered open, filled with a mixture of surprise and adoration. She stared at me, the weight of my confession settling between us. I held my breath, waiting for her response.

“I love you too,” she finally whispered, her voice barely audible but laced with an undeniable certainty. It was as if the words had been waiting to be spoken, yearning to be shared.

Relief washed over me, followed by a surge of overwhelming joy. A smile tugged at the corners of my lips as I pulled her closer. We fell asleep holding each other, keeping each other safe, in a way we had never felt before.

seventeen

HANNAH

After the life-alteringsex with Sawyer Banks, waking up and getting back to the real world was a hell of a let down. But even as I stood in the parking lot of the clinic, sweeping up the glass from my Mini Cooper’s broken windows, I felt a smile tugging at my lips.

We’d awoken in each others’ arms. Sawyer stirred beside me, a sleepy smile formed on his lips, mirroring mine. I brushed a strand of his tousled hair away from his face and leaned in to press a gentle kiss on his forehead.

“Good morning,” I whispered, my voice filled with tenderness. Sawyer’s arms tightened around me, pulling me closer to him.

“Morning,” he replied, his voice a soft purr. His gaze met mine, and the world around us seemed to fade away. In that moment, it was just us—two souls intertwined in a momentary bliss.

But eventually, reality called us back in the form of an incessant alarm clock. We reluctantly untangled ourselves from one another’s embrace and got out of bed.

He’d been eager to get more cameras set up, so he dropped me off here and headed over to wherever it was he found them in the first place. I’d been eager to clean the parking lot up and get back to normal as soon as possible.

I swept up the passenger side window, now shattered into a million little pieces, and dumped the dust pan into the trash bag I’d secured around the car’s mirror for ease.

Just then a cherry red convertible peeled into the parking lot, crunching over the glass and debris. Ellen climbed out, pink lipstick perfectly in place.

“Oh honey, this place is a mess!” she said, clicking over in bright white heels. She gave me a pitying look. “I wish you’d take me up on my offer to help get this place straightened out.”

I crossed my arms over my chest. The last thing I needed was Ellen barging in trying to take over.

“I’ve got it under control,” I said. “It looks worse than it is.”

She raised one neatly penciled eyebrow. “You sure about that?”

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