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He pulls out.
Thrusts in.
Pulls out.
Thrusts in.
He continues this slow and steady pace.
In, out.
The feeling is too much, yet I hope it never ends.
It’s amazing. Like him.
With each press of his body within mine, I moan and wiggle against him to go faster.
Harder.
His movements pick up. He answers my pleas until both our breaths accelerate as we chase our release together.
Together, with a gasp, we find it.
“Don’t move,” he orders once we both come down from our euphoric high.
“As if I could?” I laugh, and he walks away.
A few seconds later, he returns with a soft towel and cleans me off.
He’s so tender.
I hope this never ends.
Chapter
Forty-Two
TRENT
“Morning, Sleeping Beauty,” I mutter against her hair.
I know she’s up because her breathing has changed. It’s no longer rhythmic and peaceful. No, the change indicates—in true Payton fashion—she’s overanalyzing this. It stops and holds before picking up again.
She yawns, stretching her arms. “I thought I was Cinderella.”
“If I’m not mistaken, we decided you were the mouse,” I say in jest, and she turns her body around and swats at my chest.
I stop her hand, bring it up to my mouth, and place a long, soft kiss on her palm.
“Not so fast, Prince Charming.” She pulls her hand out of mine, grinning. “None of that . . .”
“None of what?” I say innocently, knowing exactly what she is talking about.
“None of that—” She gestures to the raging hard-on I have under the blanket. “Not before I brush my teeth.”
I roll my eyes at her, but I allow her to pull away and get off the bed. I give her a few minutes’ head start before I’m jumping out of bed and heading straight toward the bathroom to be with her.
I find her at the sink with my T-shirt covering her body. I like how she looks in my clothes, just as much as the first time I had her in my tee. I wait for her to turn the water off, stepping up beside her. When she’s done brushing her teeth, I’m leaning down and placing my mouth on hers.
