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And then I exploded, feeling my body release something so magical I lost my ability to breathe or speak.

My mouth gaped open, a tiny squeak escaping, and then I was shaking as my body clamped tightly around Zander’s.

“Fuck,” he grunted.

He sped up, his body slamming into mine and igniting that fire that was starting to go out, but just as my body began to climb again, he stilled, and his entire body began to shake.

I held on to him, taking him into me and enjoying the look of absolute abandon on his face.

I had done that to him.

I had pushed him over the edge just as he had pushed me, and it was the most erotic, most beautiful thing I had ever experienced.

He pulled out, his body leaving mine, and he looked down between us and grinned.

“You just fucking came all over me, angel.”

“Oh, my god,” I stuttered.

My body was still shaking.

“I’ve never felt anything like that before,” I admitted.

He lifted his weight, kneeling, and I felt lost without the weight of his body on mine. Looking down between our bodies, his breath hissed, and I felt him tense.

“I think you squirted,” he said, shaking his head as if he had never seen anything like that before.

“Is that bad? Did I make a mess?”

That was when I saw the large wet spot on the sheets beneath me.

Had I done that?

My body was humming with pleasure, my mind swirling with so many things that I almost didn’t notice that he was up and getting dressed.

He tugged his pants over his hips, his back muscles flexing as he worked.

“Are you leaving?” I asked his back, and his body stiffened with my question.

He was standing, staring at something I couldn’t see, and I felt the shift in the air between us.

“Zander? What’s wrong? Did I do something wrong?” I crawled to the end of the bed and lifted my hand to touch the back of his shoulder, but he pulled away from me.

“Don’t fucking touch me, Eden,” he growled.

I jerked back as if he had slapped me, and in a way, he kind of had.

He moved across the room in three long, angry strides before plucking his shirt from the floor and pulling it over his head to cover his beautiful body.

I didn’t understand the anger that was coming off him in hot waves. I wasn’t sure what was happening. I only knew I was still coming down from the best high I’d ever had, and he seemed to be in a rush to get away from me.

The pain of his reaction caused my eyes to mist over, and I bit my lower lip to keep it from trembling.

“I don’t understand, Zander. What did I do wrong?”

He turned, his wild eyes moving over my expression.

“Don’t you dare fucking cry, Eden.”

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