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So long as he doesn’t stop.

Because if he does, I’m afraid I’ll have to shove him away again, and I don’t want to do that.

He kisses a path down the slope of my chest, and I lift my hips up off the mattress. He helps me wriggle out of my shorts and then throws them over his shoulders.

Then he is kissing me again, nibbling on my lower lip. I gasp, allowing his tongue to dart in and begin a sensual battle with my own.

I’m moaning and panting when Adrian cups his hand over my thin panties.

His touch is sizzling, like he’s claiming me for himself.

I arch my back, and Adrian pulls away again.

When I link my fingers over his back, his mouth traces a path down until he reaches my stomach. Using his hands, he rips my panties apart and throws them away.

Then he presses kisses along the inside of my thighs. He pushes one finger inside me and then another.

My vision goes white.

Each touch, each stroke, each kiss drives my insecurities further and further away.

With only the two of us together, nothing else seems to matter.

Especially when his tongue darts into my center, and I throw my head back.

I’m moaning his name, rivulets of sweat pouring down my back and the sides of my face while he swings his head back and forth.

Wave after wave of desire builds within me until my chest tightens. I race closer and closer to the edge, and when Adrian sinks his nails into my waist, I cry out for him.

I’m writhing and spasming as I ride out my high.

Adrian’s hands move down to my legs, and he tightens them around his waist. In one quick move, he eases into me and groans.

My vision sharpens into focus, and I realize Adrian is hovering over me, a strained expression on his face.

I wriggle, and he sinks his teeth into my neck, sending dual waves of pain and pleasure through me.

I whimper as he eases out and then slams back into me. Over and over, he brings me closer and closer to the edge.

I rake my fingers over his back and squeeze his gorgeous ass.

Adrian drops his head and takes one nipple between his teeth. When he switches to the other one, his name is both a chant and a prayer on my lips.

My hands fall to my sides. I raise my chest, clutch a handful of sheets, and grind against him. He places his hands on either side of the pillow and quickens his pace.

We are moving with wild and animal-like abandon when another orgasm rips through me.

I’m still shaking and struggling to breathe when Adrian’s own release comes, his entire body jerking.

Warmth seeps between my legs as I bury my face against his shoulders. Slowly, he eases out of me and collapses on the bed, next to me.

I can barely hear anything but the pounding of my heart.

When Adrian tucks me into his side, and I inhale the sweet scent of him, every part of me is still tingling. My eyelids grow heavy.

My last thoughts before I succumb to sleep are about how right this feels and about how much I wish it could last.

Chapter Twenty-Two: Danielle

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