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Her muscles tensed, her breathing quickened, and I knew she was close. I took her clit between my lips, applying gentle suction as I slid a finger inside her. Her nails dug into my shoulders, biting even through my shirt, and the pain made my cock even harder. Just as she started telling me she was going to come, I pushed a second finger into her and crooked it, running my fingertips down the smooth wall until I found the slightly rough patch that marked her g-spot. Increasing my suction on her clit, I tapped that spot once, twice, and she called out my name.
Her body curled over mine as she came, a sweet release lingering on my lips and tongue. I held her upright, let her cling to me as she shook. Nearly a minute passed before she straightened, her face flushed. I smiled at her as I got to my feet, brushing my lips across hers as I went.
Taking her hand, I led her to the bed and helped her as she climbed on it with legs that were still shaky. Settling back on the pillows, she gave me a sultry look and tugged on the bow, holding her top together. It fell apart easily, exposing those beautiful breasts of hers and leaving her clad only in her panties, which were still pulled to one side.
“Gorgeous,” I murmured as I knelt in front of her, my clothes discarded in a pile on the floor.
“Likewise.” Her gaze was hungry as it ran over me, stopping at my waist.
I may have been a little smug as I wrapped my hand around the base of my cock and gave it a stroke.
“Condom?” she asked as she hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and slipped them off.
I picked up the condom from my jeans pocket, and as I ripped open the packet, she ran her fingers between her breasts and down over her stomach, inching toward the juncture of her legs. I couldn’t look away as she spread her lips, opening herself up to me. My hands shook as I rolled on the condom, my need for her nearly overwhelming. She ran her middle finger across her clit, letting out a moan.
The sound was my undoing.
I dropped over her, propping myself up on one elbow as I took myself in hand, guiding the tip to her opening.
“Yes.”
She answered my unasked question, and in the next breath, I was pushing inside. Her muscles rippled around me as I fought my way deeper. She was wet but tight, and by the time I was completely sheathed inside her, we were both panting, a thin sheet of sweat glistening on our skin.
I held myself still, our gazes locked, and I felt myself falling into those blue depths, losing myself in them. It was as if I could feel her body as well as my own, like we were one and the same. When she stirred under me, I moved, grinding against her with every other thrust to put the right amount of friction and pressure on her clit. In and out I went, my pace gradually increasing until I was taking her hard enough to drive the air from her lungs. Her breasts shook with each stroke, and it wasn’t long before I gave into the temptation to lean down and take one plump nipple in my mouth.
Trisha whimpered as I scraped my teeth over the sensitive skin, and when her nails raked down my back, I hissed in pain. It mingled with the pleasure coiling inside me, pushing me closer to the edge. I rode that fine line as I drew more of her nipple into my mouth, worrying at it with my teeth even as I sucked on it. She writhed under me, as if she had too many sensations to process.
Then I heard it, the already-familiar hitch in her breathing.
“Close,” she gasped, burying her fingers in my hair. “So close.”
I raised my head, stretching her nipple until she cried out and then releasing it. “Then come for me, sweetheart.”
I reached down and hooked my hand around the back of her knee, raising her leg to open her for me even more. When I drove in this time, I went deep, and she keened. I repeated the movement again and again, chanting her name until she finally stiffened, screaming out my name. I pumped into her two more times, her pussy impossibly tight, and then found my release.
As pleasure coursed through me, I collapsed on her, the two of us lost in ecstasy together. And somewhere in the back of my mind, I clung to that word.
Together.
EPILOGUE
TRISHA
A whirlwind,that’s what the past month had been—a blur of cardboard boxes and bubble wrap, the musty scent of old books mixing with the crisp tang of new beginnings. Dad’s laughter, warm and rich, cut through the bustle of moving day as Blaze hefted a box labeled ‘Kitchen’ into the apartment.
“Man, you sure know how to pack a punch with these boxes,” Blaze said, muscles flexing under his shirt as he set the box down with a grunt. The simplicity of his gesture and the ease with which he had inserted himself into our lives were astonishing and heartwarming.
Dad clapped him on the back, a smile crinkling the corners of his bright blue eyes—eyes that mirrored mine. “Couldn’t have done it without you, son. You’ve been a rock for both of us.” His voice, laced with gratitude, filled the small space, wrapping around us like a warm embrace.
The apartment was small but filled with light, every corner a promise of comfort. The windows offered views of Baltimore that I had already grown to love—its brick-laden streets and bustling neighborhoods were now part of my daily canvas.
Blaze caught my gaze and winked, his blue-violet eyes sparking with mischief. “I think he’s settling in just fine.”
As I looked around the apartment, watching Dad wander from room to room with a growing smile, I felt a wave of relief wash over me. This was right—this move, this city, this new chapter for all of us.
I stepped up to Dad, wrapping an arm around his shoulders. “You like it here?” I asked, even though his grin told me everything I needed to know.
“It’s more than I imagined,” Dad said, his voice steady and sure. “The doctors here are top-notch, Trisha. And having you—and Blaze—by my side? Well, I’m one lucky man.”
