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One, two, three swipes of my thumb and a curl of my wrist, and she snapped, her whole body shaking as she spiked, the crest long and slow while she sobbed into my mouth.
I slid between her legs, hiking her thigh up against my side, and pushed inside her while I could still feel the aftershocks, and she quivered around me.
My jaw was tight, my head spinning, because nothing, nothing had ever felt this good, this right, this hot or wet or perfect.
She opened her eyes, tilting her head back. I nipped her jaw while I pushed forward, slow rolls of my hips, back and then forward more, steady and sure.
Ivy sighed my name, and I felt it down to my toes.
“So good,” she whispered. “More.”
I gripped her chin with my hand until she had no choice but to look at me. “You want it all, sweetness?”
She nodded, her eyes bright and feverish.
I took her mouth and snapped my hips forward until I couldn’t go further or deeper or harder.
The sound I made was desperate and pained because sometimes pleasure felt a bit like that. Your body didn’t know whether to run into it, pull back from it, or fight the way it spooled through your muscles to seek its release.
I wanted to chase it. I wanted to live inside her for the rest of my life.
No more work or eating or sleeping, just Ivy’s body sheathed snug around mine like a perfect tight fist.
The way my body moved was past thought, and I hardly took a moment to decide the pace that my hips set. But it was brutal. Her muscles were firm under my hands, and I couldn’t touch enough, feel enough, kiss enough. All I wanted was more, more, more.
She sobbed into the kiss after my body locked tight with hers, and I tilted her hips, then I pulled back, moving in steady, deep strokes that had her thighs trembling around me.
I tugged on her hands until I had her wrists gripped tight over her head.
Ivy liked that.
Her body arched against mine, and she moaned my name when I tightened my grip on her hands, slamming them down onto the bed so that her breasts pressed tight to my chest.
“Next time,” I said through gritted teeth, “next time I see you above me, duchess. I want to see everything.”
Her body shook, fighting the wave that threatened to crash over us both.
“Cameron,” she begged, “I can’t, it’s too much, it’s too…”
She was helpless to this, same as me, this whipping storm of feverish heat that had my hips snapping into hers. I tore my mouth from hers and sucked on the curve of her neck hard. Ivy gasped, her whole body seizing, the grip of pleasure tight around my lungs while I chased the thing we’d both wanted.
The headboard rocked loudly into the wall, and she sought my mouth with hers, her tongue winding with mine while I took us higher and higher and higher.
There was a spiral just out of reach, and when she bit down on my bottom lip, I snapped my hips forward in a brutal thrust.
It was enough for her, and she broke on a low, disbelieving moan. I followed shortly after, my mouth open and panting against hers.
It was a burst of heat and light, and I closed my eyes as I bit down on the curve of her sweat-soaked shoulder and let the splintering pleasure soak into my bones.
She was soft and warm underneath me. My movements slowed, milking that sweet, warm wave as it slid through my spent muscles. When it receded, I slumped against her and exhaled a wondrous, relieved sort of breath.
She curled into my side when I pulled out, her chin resting on my chest while I slid my hand up her back. I pulled her wrists up to my mouth and kissed where I’d held her down.
“You were right,” she whispered.
Her hair was a disaster. Her mouth puffy. Gently, I tugged on a strand of her hair, pushing it behind her ear.
“Was I?”
