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I moan and whimper as I ride him. He's huge and feels so goddamn good. I pick up the pace, my clit rubbing against him as my body tenses, muscles tightening. I can feel the pressure build as Dane edges me toward an orgasm.
Dane pants, his hands grabbing my hips, plunging me down his shaft while he frantically thrusts upward. We're like two wild animals, our lust and need taking over all thought and reason.
Tottering on the edge, I throw my head back. "Dane. Oh God, I'm coming."
"That's it, Britt. Say my name. I want to hear you say it when you come."
He grabs me by the back of my neck and pulls my mouth to his, kissing me roughly as he continues to thrust. I moan his name into his mouth as I release, grabbing his cock with each contraction, my orgasm so intense it feels like I'm gushing.
"Oh, fuck. That's it," Dane moans. "I can't hold back." He lets out a long, guttural groan as he holds himself inside me, and I can feel the warm pool of his semen spread. Then he thrusts one more time and stills.
I collapse into Dane's chest.
Dane kisses the top of my head after we catch our breaths. "We're almost at the hotel. We need to clean up." He grabs a box of tissues from the shelf next to us and hands it to me. "Luckily, I'm sitting on my coat because I'm pretty sure I just filled you with buckets of my cum."
I giggle happily. "I know. I could feel it. And I prefer you bareback, by the way."
"Good, because that's all you'll get from now on. And to give you fair warning, I plan on having a lengthy discussion in the morning about how we're going to make this relationship work because I've missed you like crazy, and there's no way in hell I'm going to lose you again. In the meantime, I fully intend to have a night of marathon sex, so don't expect to be going anywhere except my hotel room."
"Oh, I can assure you I don't plan on leaving your bed, especially since we have that list of things you want to do to me to go through. Remember?"
Dane gives me one of his devilish grins, his eyes shining. "That list is too tantalizing to forget. Now, let's get you cleaned up so we can go upstairs and do this again."
Epilogue
Brittany
London—Four Months Later
With my needs satisfied, I quietly shut our bedroom door, providing Dane privacy while he showers and gets dressed. Going across the hall to the first-floor sitting room, I find Laurel curled up in one of the upholstered chairs by the fireplace.
"Feel better?" Laurel asks, the corner of her mouth quirking upward.
"About?" I sit on the edge of the couch and try to play like I don't know what she's talking about, but the heat in my cheeks is giving me away.
"Oh, please," she laughs. "This is our second day in London, and you and Dane have barely left the bedroom. It was impossible to miss the last hour's worth of noises coming from behind the door. The two of you aren't exactly quiet."
"I can't help it if he missed me."
"Yeah, well, I hope I survive my visit. If you guys keep up the noise-making, I'll have to find a human play toy for relief."
"Now you're exaggerating."
"I am not. You're making me crazy. So when do you officially go back to work?"
"Monday morning." I grimace at the thought. It feels way too soon.
"Monday? Why didn't you take more time off?"
I let out a heavy sigh, my body sinking against the back of the couch. "I thought two weeks would be enough, but with all the packing and unpacking, it doesn't feel like it."
In retrospect, I'm lucky to have my job, seeing how I told Natalia I'd be moving to England right after she informed me I got the promotion. Although initially miffed, she agreed to let me work remotely once I moved, with an occasional trip to New York. And Dane was super supportive, remodeling one of his guest bedrooms into an office for my personal use.
Laurel leans forward and makes a face. "I don't know what you have on your nose, but can you wipe it off? It looks weird, and it's driving me up the wall."
"Ow!" I yelp while brushing my hand across my nose. "I must have hurt it somehow."
Laurel's eyes widen, and she bursts into hysterical laughter. "Oh, shit. You have a rug burn on your nose!"
