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I kiss her again, trying to get her to focus on me. It takes a minute before she slowly starts to relax beneath me again. Her kiss grows more confident, hungrier. She wriggles, her back bowing off the bed.
I pull back an inch and then push forward.
"Weston!" she cries out, shock in her voice.
And hearing her say my name like that? Feeling her entire body tremble in pleasure? Best moment of my life, hands down.
I start to move on top of her, thrusting deep before sliding back out again. We gasp and moan together as I make love to her, both lost in the moment, lost in each other. She wraps her legs around my hips, moving with me.
I try to tell her how incredible she feels, but I can't seem to form words. Sweat drips down my body onto her. She yanks against my hold, silently demanding that I let her hands go, let her touch me. But I know I'll be coming again as soon as she does.
I tilt my hips, pumping harder.
"Weston!" Her body bows off the bed again, my name ringing in the room around us.
"Ah, fuck, Laney," I growl, rocking my hips so I hit her g-spot again and again.
She cries out for me again, fighting like a little hellcat to get her hands free. Desire spirals higher, blotting out everything. I fuck her harder, pounding into her in relentless strikes. It's hard and fast, but I can't stop. Not when she's wild beneath me, wildforme. Jesus, if she isn't the sexiest thing I've ever seen.
She turns her head, sinking her teeth into my shoulder.
"Goddamn," I roar, a tangled knot of pleasure and pain blasting through me.
I let go of her hands to tilt her ass higher.
Our bodies come together in loud, staccato slaps as I fuck her like a madman, unable to stop myself when she's got her teeth and her nails in my skin, marking me like I marked her. The bed shakes beneath us, the headboard tapping against the wall. And I know…I fuckingknowthere's no way I'm ever letting her go now.
"Look at me," I demand, needing those eyes on me for reasons I can't even express.
It takes her a moment to focus on me.
"Jesus," I growl. "You love what I'm doing to you, don't you?"
"Yes! God, yes, Weston." She sounds mad about it. How she manages to make me laugh when I'm so turned on, I can't even think, I don't know, but she does.
I hold her gaze, fucking her harder, until she's crying out every time I impale her on my cock. I cry out too, her name leaving my lips in loud bursts of sound that echo around us.
Laney. Laney. God, Laney.
I know she's going to come before she even opens her mouth. I see it in her eyes, feel it in the way her cunt flutters around me, pulsing around my cock. I shift positions slightly, allowing me to grind against her clit each time I pound into her.
Somehow, she manages to keep her eyes open. Raw energy crackles between us, igniting us both. We gasp and shake, racing toward the edge together. I can't look away from her, can't stop saying her name.
"Weston," she mouths.
We snap. And fall.
Waves crash over us, drowning us both. I shout her name. She screams mine. We pitch and roll and moan, lost to the pleasure, lost to each other. It's too good. God, what is she doing to me?
Her nails score my shoulders and my back. I keep coming, pumping into her until it's splashing out around us, making a mess of us and the bed below us. Still, we keep moving, twisting and gliding, unable to stop. It's nirvana, that perfect, transcendent state of being where nothing exists but the two of us.
I fall against her as she goes limp. My heart races, my entire universe reordering itself so she's at the center, the brilliant light around which I revolve. Around which everything revolves. She's the sun, bright, beautiful, necessary for my survival.
"Laney," I whisper, pressing my lips to her sweaty skin, over her heart. It races as wildly as mine, pounding against her ribcage like a gong.
"Weston," she whispers back, completely unaware of how fundamentally she just changed me, changed us. She's mine now, her name branded on my soul.
Chapter Seven
