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He slides in easily. "You're wetter than I remember," he says through a gasp.
"You're harder," I whisper, my voice barely audible over the pounding of my own heart.
Jesse's eyes darken with lust, and he pulls me closer, our bodies fusing together in a fiery embrace. I can feel his hardness pulsating against me, a reminder of the passion that has always been between us.
I lift up and down, riding him, slow and sensual at first, but the intensity builds quickly.
Our kisses become more urgent, our tongues dueling in a passionate ballet, our bodies rising and falling in perfect sync.The room seems to melt away, leaving only us in a world of our own making.
His hands roam my body with a familiarity that sets my skin ablaze. They map out the curves and dips, tracing the lines of my scars and reminding me that I am still whole. Jesse knows me in ways that no one else does, and at this moment, it feels like we're rediscovering each other all over again.
I lose myself in the sensation, my fingers tangling in his hair, pulling him closer to me. The world around us fades into insignificance as our bodies blend together seamlessly, a dance of passion and familiarity. With every touch and caress, I am reminded of the depth of our connection, the unspoken language that exists between us.
Jesse's hands roam freely across my body, traversing the contours they know so well. His touch is both gentle and possessive, a perfect balance of tenderness and raw desire. Each stroke of his fingertips sends ripples of pleasure through me, awakening every nerve ending, making me beg for him in moans because I can't even gasp out his name, let alone any other words.
I can feel the heat between us intensify with every passing second. It's an inferno that engulfs us, making it hard to breathe. The room is filled with the symphony of our sighs and moans, blending together in perfect harmony. Our bodies move in sync, fueled by our history and this very moment.
Jessie bucks his hips up to match my rhythm, which is quickly becoming more and more frenzied. Fuck, I can feel myself closing in on the edge.
I grip his shoulders, arching my back, and let out a low moan. Jesse responds by thrusting harder, his lips devouring mine in a kiss that's both possessive and passionate.
Jesse's eyes lock with mine, a mixture of hunger and tenderness in their depths.
His grip tightens on my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh as he thrusts ever deeper. His hardness stretches me in a way that sends waves of pleasure coursing through me.
"Ah, babe," he groans, his voice raw and husky. "You feel so good."
I throw my head back, my hair cascading down my shoulders in a wild mane. The sensations are overwhelming, a firestorm of pleasure and pain that only fuels my desire for more. I reach up and grab his face, pulling him down for another kiss before I bury my face in his neck. I even bite him then, not wanting to scream as I come so hard that I see specks of color dot my vision.
"Fuck," he grunts, and he jerks beneath me as he empties himself inside me.
I draw back and wince. I bit him hard enough to leave a deep impression, so deep I’m surprised I didn’t make him bleed.
“Are you okay?” I murmur.
“You can bite me any day of the week if we’re going to make love like that.”
CHAPTER 13
Iclimb off Jesse. We made a terrible mess, especially his clothes.
“I…” I eye him and lick my lips. “I’m going to shower.”
“Is that right?”
“Yes.”
I start to leave the kitchen when he calls behind me, “That sure sounds like an invitation.”
“I didn’t tell you to leave, did I? If you think you can handle the heat…”
“There’s nothing you can throw my way that I can’t handle.”
After we shower and get suds all over each other and Jesse eats me out, water pouring down on his head from the shower, I’m somehow both energized and exhausted.
“I told you I was hungry,” Jesse says with a smirk as he towels himself off.
I watch a water bead trickle down his abs.
