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“I have an IUD,” I say, gripping him to rub him against my slit. “And I’m clean. I had to—”

His index finger rests against my lips to halt my explanation. He already knows.

“You’re sure?” he asks.

I tilt my head to draw his finger into my mouth. “Mmm-hmm.”

His pupils dilate, and he pulls his finger from my mouth, drawing it down between my breasts to rest at the apex of my thighs.

His other hand takes the same path down my back to rest along my ass cheek. With a quick motion, he lifts me up, latching his mouth onto my nipple while his finger slides through my folds.

“Garrett.” The warm, wet sensation on my breast is in counterpoint to the sharp nips of his teeth and the smooth swirl of his finger around my clit. “G-G-G—”

With another shift of his hand at my ass, he tugs me over his dick, thrusting up and impaling me in one motion. I drop down, crying out again at how deep this angle drives him.

He cages my hips with his hands and lifts me up and down in quick time to his thrusts while my orgasm races at me.

“You. Feel. Amazing.” His words are punctuated by open-mouthed kisses along my shoulder. “Your pussy is mine, Amelia. There’s no going back.”

“Aaaah.” I cry out as his pelvis grinds against my clit. But it’s more than that. It’s the tone of his voice as he growls into my ear. The possessive grip of his fingers on my hips.

It’s everything.

“Say it,” he demands. “Tell me.”

“Yours,” I pant, the orgasm closing in from all sides.

“What is?” His thumb finds my clit, applying pressure that has sparks shooting from my core to fire off behind my eyelids.

“Garrett,” I wail, the orgasm crashing over me with wave after wave of pleasure, intensified since his pace doesn’t slow.

“Tell me,” he demands, not relaxing the push of his thumb, even as my nerves scream in pleasure in their over-sensitive state.

“It’s yours,” I cry out. “My pussy is yours. Please. Garrett. I—I—”

If the first orgasm was intense, the second one is a tsunami. I’m drowning. Words are lost in my throat, his name finally escaping on a scream. He stills, his dick pulsing inside me as I lean my head on his shoulder, sensations layering over one another. Remarkably, my body shudders through a third orgasm as his finishes, and I collapse against his chest.

I’ve never felt anything like that. He’s taken me to a whole new level. And this unknown world scares the ever-loving shit out of me.

The blare of my ringtone punches through the fog of sleep. Garrett’s arm tightens around my waist.

“Turn it off,” he groans.

Fumbling along my nightstand, I find the phone and squint at the caller ID.

Fiona.

Adrenaline surges through my blood, and I’m wide awake by the time I press the green button.

“Hello?”

“Mia. I didn’t wake you, did I?”

“Oh, uh, no,” I lie. “I’ve been up for a bit.”

“I’m sure you’re wondering why I’m calling you on a Sunday morning.”

Sitting up, I wrap the blankets around myself and lean against my headboard.

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