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I double my efforts, driving her higher and higher until she shatters with a cry, my name a benediction on her lips.
I crawl up her body, capturing her lips in a languid kiss. She reaches for my belt, her nimble fingers making quick work of the buckle. I help her push my jeans and boxers down, kicking them off.
I settle between her thighs, the tip of my hardness brushing against her slick heat. "You ready for me, baby?" I ask, my voice rough with need.
She nods, her eyes blazing with desire. "Always."
With one smooth thrust, I bury myself to the hilt. We both groan at the exquisite sensation, our bodies fitting together like puzzle pieces. I give her a moment to adjust before I start to move, my hips rocking in a steady rhythm.
She meets me thrust for thrust, her nails raking down my back, urging me deeper. I pound into her, each snap of my hips driving us closer to the edge. The room fills with the sound of our mingled moans and the slap of skin against skin.
I feel her walls start to flutter around me, signaling her impending release. I reach between us, my thumb finding her sensitive bundle of nerves. I rub in tight circles, determined to bring her over the edge with me.
"Let go, Sasha," I growl, my thrusts becoming erratic. "Come for me, baby."
With a keening cry, she comes undone, her walls clamping down around me like a vice. I follow her over the edge with a shout, spilling myself deep inside her.
I collapse on top of her, burying my face in the crook of her neck as we catch our breath. She runs her fingers through my sweat-dampened hair, a contented sigh escaping her lips.
"That was..." she trails off, seemingly at a loss for words.
I chuckle, pressing a kiss to her shoulder. "Yeah, it was."
I roll onto my side, pulling her into my arms. She snuggles into me, her head on my chest. As I hold her close, our heartbeats slowing in sync, I know one thing with absolute certainty.
This woman owns me, heart and soul. And I wouldn't have it any other way.
The room's silence wraps around us like a warm blanket, smothering the echoes of our earlier clash. Sasha's head rests against my chest, her breaths steady and slow, each one syncing with the beat of my heart. I'm still reeling from the storm we weathered, but damn if it didn't clear the air between us.
“You really do have a way of getting under my skin, you know that?” I say, tightening my hold on her.
Her laughter tickles me, and I can't help but join in. It's this lightness between us—a rare find in our complicated world—that reminds me why I'm fighting so damn hard. "Under your skin, huh? I was aiming for your heart," she teases, tilting her head to look up at me.
"Sunshine, you stormed that fortress the moment you walked into that club," I admit with a raw honesty that would've scared the hell out of me once upon a time. But not anymore. Not with her.
She raises an eyebrow playfully. "Stormed and conquered?"
"Completely and utterly," I confirm, pressing a kiss to her forehead.
We fall into silence again, but it's the comfortable kind that speaks volumes. In the stillness of this safe house—our makeshift sanctuary—I let myself feel it all: the love for this woman in my arms, the protectiveness that courses through my veins like fire, and yeah, even the goddamn fear that gnaws at me.
"I've got you," I whisper into her hair. It's more than just words; it's a vow—one I intend to keep until my last breath.
Sasha shifts slightly, turning to face me with eyes that shine like stars in the dim light. "I know you do," she says softly. "And Axel?"
"Yeah?"
"I've got you too."
Those four words strike deep, hitting places in me I didn't even know were waiting to be touched. We're two broken pieces somehow fitting together perfectly—her strength filling in my cracks, and mine shoring up hers.
Our hands find each other's—a tangle of fingers that speak of unity and strength. And as we lay there in the quiet aftermath of our stormy night, I feel it—the shift inside me as strong as any physical force.
This woman has turned my world upside down and inside out. But as we lay here entwined—her body pressed against mine—I realize something powerful: In Sasha Cruz's arms is where I'm meant to be.
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