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Suddenly, I’m not in control. He’s thrusting up into me at a breakneck speed, reaching the deepest part of me he can. The helix tightens inside me, sparking, setting parts of me alight. “Don’t stop,please, don’t stop!”
Flynn shakes his head and bites his bottom lip.
I emit a low moan that bounces along with his rhythm. It gets louder and louder. I forget there are people on the deck just below us who might hear us over the music. But fuck them. I don’t care. I’m getting what’s mine.
And Flynn… Flynn is mine.
“Oh, I’m –” I gasp, the feeling so powerful I almost try to pull myself off him. “It’s happening, I’m –”
My entire body jolts to life as an orgasm rips through me. I keen at the feeling, so hot and luscious I feel like I might be incinerated right here.
Flynn seizes under me, his hips slamming against mine as if he could be any deeper. Wide blue eyes find mine, full of lust. He grabs me by the shoulders and pulls me down so our chests are pressed together.
“Fuck,” he curses in my ear before letting out a loud grunt and releasing inside me.
For nearly a minute afterward, all I can hear is my blood rushing in my ears mixed with our panting. We’ve had sex so many times since we started, and somehow, it only gets better.
If I were to rank them, this time was most certainly the best.
Now that we’re done hiding how we feel, I think we might be unstoppable.
Flynn hugs me tight and pushes his face into the crook of my shoulder. He doesn’t say anything. But I can feel it.
Don’t let me go. Don’t leave. I want you. Forever.
Chapter 15
Flynn
Tonight,StellaandIwere forbidden from sitting next to one another. Apparently, people are officially fed up with us.
Stella is sitting on the opposite side of the table from me, a few seats down, looking as elegant as a Roman goddess. As this is the last dinner of the trip, Adelaide arranged for all the girls to get done up. I thought Stella might try to refuse, but she went along with it. For my sake, I think.
The stylist has put her hair up into a brilliant updo, leaving two curls out to frame her face. And her face, which has so rarely been touched by a makeup brush, is contoured and highlighted. Her lips painted with dark burgundy lipstick.
If looks could kill, well, Stella Banks would get the electric chair.
Throughout dinner, all we’ve been able to do is exchange longing glances. Nothing more. I can’t wait to get my hands on her later, though.
We’ve decided to leave talking about what’s going on between us for the plane ride tomorrow. I’m having her join me on my private jet rather than flying commercial. There’ll be plenty of time and space for us to really get a grip on reality.
It will be hard to bring our relationship into the real world. Maybe we’ll go on a few dates and remember our original disdain for one another. Maybe Colin will completely freak out and make everything too difficult.
Regardless, we both want to try. We both want torisk.
“You’re awfully quiet, Flynn.”
Unfortunately, I’ve been seated right next to Adelaide. I didn’t have a choice, at least according to the place cards.
Adelaide is leaning towards me with her elbow on the arm of the chair. “Am I?” I ask, with a touch of exasperation in my voice.
“Well…” she eyes Stella briefly. “You’re not talking to me.”
“What would you like to talk about, Adelaide?” I ask, raising my eyebrows expectantly.
She pouts. “You say that like you don’t want to talk to me.”
I start to reply, but she’s not done.
