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Her muscles tremble against my palms, and when I drop my eyes from hers in favor of her pussy, I find it slick and swollen.

“Alana,” I breathe. “It’s been so long since—”

“You were perfect,” she cries impatiently. “Everything you did… do it again, please.”

Not needing any more encouragement than that, I drop to my front and run my tongue up the length of her pussy, ass to clit.

She mewls and moans, screams and cries as I zero in on that little bundle of nerves and dig out every move that used to come so naturally back in the day.

With her fingers twisted up in my hair, she drags me closer, begging for more with actions as well as words.

I have to get her off. I have to. There is no other choice.

There is every chance that I’ll go off the second I push inside her slick heat, and there is no way she’s not getting hers first.

I might have turned into a two-pump chump, but there is no chance of me leaving her high and dry.

With her sweet taste flooding my mouth, I release one of her legs and push two fingers inside her.

She grips me like a vise the second I slide them in, and it makes my head spin with what’s to come.

“Mav. Oh my God, Mav,” she cries as I curl my fingers, searching for her G-spot. “Yes. Yes.”

She gushes as I find it, her juices dripping down my fingers as I suck her clit into my mouth, laving it with my tongue.

“Shit. Oh, shit. Fuck. Mav. MAAAAV,” she screams as I push her over the edge.

Her entire body locks up as pleasure slams into her. If it’s possible, her cunt crushes my fingers even more as wave after wave of pleasure seeps through her. It’s just as stunning and enthralling as it was the first time I saw it.

Pride rushes through my veins as I finally pull back, leaving her a sated, panting, beautiful mess in the middle of the bed.

I take her in from head to foot, memorizing every single inch of her sinful body and wondering just how I managed to hold back all these years.

She’s incredible, perfect, and she wants me just as fiercely as I do her.

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ALANA

My body burns, my skin tingles, my heart races, and my muscles twitch in the most satisfying way. But none of that compares to the way Mav gazes down at me.

I have never felt more beautiful, sexy, wanted, loved in my entire life.

Even without his touch, I’m flying higher than I ever have in my life.

This is what we needed.

This connection. This… realization that the universe brought us together for a reason. Yes, it was for us to protect each other—him looking after me more than the other way around, of course—but this right now… honestly, the rest of the world could explode around us and I wouldn’t notice, or care.

I have everything I’ve yearned for in the past five years right here, and now all I need to do is get those damn boxer briefs off him and let him—

“Yes,” I whisper when he finally tucks his thumbs into the fabric around his waist.

My mouth runs dry as he reveals those hidden inches of skin I’m so desperate for.

With one final shove, the fabric falls down his thighs, his hard length springing free.

My breath catches as I stare at it.

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