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The darkness around us shatters, careening out into the ether in colored tracers that swim around me. I’m on fire, the embers rolling like water down my body, over my breasts to pool between my legs. The tethers holding me to this world break and I’m free, without time or place or dimension. Only energy, arcing, reaching for his.
He growls as his control snaps, flipping me onto my back as he drives himself deep inside me. His hands grip my hips as he pounds into me, hard and fierce, the slap of skin in rhythm with the beat of the music and the thundering of my heart.
Before my orgasm can finish, another one rises to break. He moves a hand between my legs, his thumb teasing the nub of my clit.
“Zaden,” I breathe, begging but unable to ask.
“I know,” he answers, slamming into me.
I come again, arching against him as his head falls back, and he buries himself deep inside. He roars with his own release,pumping into me, his fingers digging into my hips. A galaxy of stars race through my mind at lightspeed, electricity surging through my bloodstream as I reach for him and draw him down to me.
Sweat drips from his forehead onto my chest, and I wrap my hand around his neck to pull his mouth to mine. His lips slide over me, hot and wet and breathless.
His eyes meet mine, his lips curving in amusement as he shakes his head. “Fuck,” he says. “I’m in so much trouble.”
“I’d say I’m sorry, but I warned you,” I tease. “Your trouble is your own fault.”
“I should have listened.” His arms tighten around me, and he rolls us until he’s propped back on the pillows and I’m settled on his lap. His fingers trace spirals on my thighs as my hands run up his chest. Just touching him feeds the ache between my legs, the friction like sparks against the insatiable kindling of me.
“Why did you come to the club tonight?” I ask curiously.
“I can’t stop thinking about you,” he admits. “Part of me wanted to see if you were with Evan. Wondering if you want him as much as I want you. But the other part of me doesn’t fucking care and just wants to see you, touch you, steal moments away with you that should belong to someone else.” He sighs, his head falling back against the pillows. “Fucking Blue Fish.”
I swallow hard, trying to clear my head as the truth serum drug threatens to unmask me.
“I want to explain it to you, but I can’t. Not yet.” I shake my head. “Just know that whatever I have with Evan isn’t this. That night after the concert, he only offered me a change of clothes. I don’t want him. Or Natalie. It’s a power play. Afucking game.” I run my hands through my hair.Stop talking. Just stop talking.
“I trust you,” he admits, his confidence constricting around my heart until it struggles to beat.
“Don’t,” I reply softly. “I’ll only hurt you.”
“I can take it.”
“There’s broken, and there’s me. So far past broken that there’s no hope. I lost all the pieces so long ago, I can’t even tell you what it looked like when I was whole.” My eyes close.Stop talking.
His hands wind into mine, threading our fingers together.
“You don’t think I know? The things that are broken in you fit against the broken in me. This is how we become whole.”
“There’s so much you don’t know,” I confess.
He smiles. “Then tell me. Now.” His hands slide out of mine and around my back. “Over breakfast.” His fingertips explore my skin, up my hips, over my sweat-dampened skin to cup my breasts. “Dinner. Tomorrow and the next day.” His thumbs drag over my nipples, and I shiver. “I want all of it. All of you.”
“Stop it,” I plead as his cock begins to harden beneath me. “I’m here to fuck you, not fall for you.”
“Then stop talking,” he says. And he’s right.
I rise above him, and he slides back inside me. His hands move to my ass, and I roll my hips, holding him deep. He groans, and I feel a shudder of pleasure ripple through him. I rock against him as his hips thrust to meet me. He leans up, his mouth trailing along the side of my breast before fixing on my nipple. My hips mirror the stroke of his tongue, faster, harder. I pull his mouth to mine, my breath broken against his lips.
“Not yet,” he tells me. “You don’t get to come yet.”
“Try and stop me,” I say breathlessly, tossing my head back. My hand slides down my body and between my legs to rub my clit. He growls, lifting me from his lap to set me on the floor, then stands.
He kisses me, his tongue filling my mouth as his hands wrap in my hair. Then he pulls me away, pressing my mouth against his neck. I lick and tease as he pushes me farther down his chest, and I capture a nipple between my teeth. Farther, across the muscled abs of his stomach. I smile against his skin and bite his hip. I know where he’s going with this.
I glance up at him, and our eyes meet, holding as I pull the condom off. I wrap my lips around his cock and slide it all the way down my throat. He groans, and his head falls back, his hands gripping tighter in my hair as he fucks my mouth. My lips slide along his shaft as my hands grip his ass. I can taste him, salty on my tongue, and mixed with the unmistakable creaminess of me.
He curses, and pulls me up by my hair to kiss me. In one swift motion, he twists me around and bends me over the side of the bed as he rolls on another condom. A hand on my hip, and the other still wrapped in my hair, he plows into me from behind. I moan as he presses me into the bed, holding me hostage as his hips slam into me. Every thrust is harder, more frantic, as he chases his own release.
