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“That’s it, baby. Let me hear you.”

Mia let go, pleasure penetrating her ability to do anything other than experience the moment. She didn’t hold back as she screamed and moaned. He brought her to orgasm again in one long climax. She sat up, her nails digging into his back, as if he could keep her tethered to earth as her soul was shattered by his plundering fingers. He sucked the side of her breast, the pain sharpening the debilitating euphoria. Pleasure saturated every nerve ending as she was blanketed in warmth. Her muscles grew limp. His strong arms held her, picking her up. She laid her head against his warm, hard chest as he carried her towards her bedroom.

He gently set her on the soft comforter before he stripped his shirt off. Mia was dazed with satiated bliss. His brown muscles were defined and rigid. He bent to slip his boots off before he pulled his tan Carhartts down. His cock sprang free, glistening with proof of his own desire.

The look in his eyes was hungry. All his lust was aimed at her, making her feel powerful for the first time in her life. Tears burned her eyes, and she blinked them away. This is just sex. That’s all he wants. That’s all I can have.

He removed a foil wrapper out of his pocket before he climbed on top of her.

She reached out her open palm. “Let me?”

Andre handed her the condom. She ripped it open, sliding her hand over his rock-hard cock as he hissed.

“Put it on,” he demanded as if he was in pain.

She pinched the end and rolled it over him, pumping her hand up and down a few times before he growled and grabbed her, intertwining his fingers with hers. He pinned them above her head as he slid inside in one hard thrust. She closed her eyes, relishing the connection. Her inner muscles clenched, needing him to move. Andre’s forehead touched hers, each breath matching her own as he pumped slowly in and out of her. The grip of his hands on hers, pinning her to the bed, tightened as if he was fighting his self-control to go slow. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him closer.

There was no other sound in the room except their labored panting and the slap of flesh against flesh as Andre showed her what it was to . . . whatever this was. She’d never fucked like this before. What was it called when it was more than sex? When emotion twisted and tangled, the soul merging with the physical? It’s just amazing sex. It can never be more.

“Harder.” She opened her eyes as he lifted his head to stare at her. His forehead creased with his own impending pleasure.

He released her hands, and she immediately gripped his shoulders and kissed him. He sat up, spreading her legs apart on either side of him as he drove into her. She stretched her thighs as wide as they would go, allowing him deeper access.

“Give it to me. Yes. Dre!”

“Come with me.” His voice was needy and desperate with passion.

She was propelled over the edge into oblivion. Pleasure gathered, tingling, shooting through her as he cried out with her. The orgasm rolled, blasting Mia like a tidal wave, potent and powerful. She raked her hands over his shoulders, and he lowered himself on her as if he too had never felt anything so raw and complete in his life.

After a few moments, he kissed her gently and slid out. She immediately missed the connection.

He rolled over and extended his arm for her to lie on. Who would have known Andre liked to snuggle?

“That was . . .” She searched for the right words to describe the elation and utter devastation she felt, knowing she’d probably never have this with another man—knowing this wouldn’t last.

“Perfection.” He smiled.

She lay in a limbless puddle, naked in his warm arms, savoring the moment. Life was just a culmination of moments after all. She was beginning to care a lot more for Andre than she could afford to. Maybe they could just remain good friends after all was said and done.

Ping!Her phone chimed, no doubt with a reply from Mateo. A reminder of why all of this couldn’t last.

Even if Andre somehow wanted this to be more someday, Mia was not free to make that choice. She had promises of her own she needed to fulfill. And none of those involved Andre Stone.

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