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“Well?”

“Well, what? Are you waiting for feedback? Definitely 10 out of 10. Actually, I’d say 11.”

“Thanks,” he says, gathering my spent body into his arms. “But not quite what I meant. Is it?”

“Is it what?” My mind is still floating on a cloud of bliss.

“The way to a woman’s heart?”

I smile and bury down deeper into his embrace. “It is definitely the way to mine.” I place his hand on my chest, over my heart. He smiles as it beats against his palm. I look into his deep blue eyes. “But you already had mine.”

“Hmm,” he murmurs. “I can’t quite feel it under all that material, fetching though that jumper undoubtedly is.” He gently divests me of the garment. The bra I’m wearing underneath is as gray as its knicker counterparts. I don’t care one bit.

He presses his lips against mine. I yield to him, welcoming his tongue into my mouth, hungry to have him inside me. The last vestiges of a stellar orgasm are still rippling through my body, but the fire deep in my core burns for more.

He rises to his knees above me. He is so big that he obscures the light from the table lamp behind him. His face is lit only by the firelight, dancing amber and yellow and red across his skin. He pulls his t-shirt over his head, revealing the endless, tautened mounds of his muscled torso. My fingers itch, burning to follow the touch of the shadows flickered by the firelight over the rises and grooves of his body.

He shakes off his jeans as I watch. I run my eyes lazily over his shoulders, then onto his pecs. I slide them down his abs, crossing to his obliques, then back to his lower abs. Then I raise my eyes to his. I can see he is enjoying me enjoying the show. He raises his lips in a small smile then slowly removes his boxer shorts.

My heart skips a beat.

He is huge.

And thick.

And mine.

I reach forward and wrap my arms round his waist, pulling him back down on top of me. His lips crush against mine, his need as urgent as my own. His body covers mine, his skin warm against my own, his frame pressing me exquisitely firmly into the fireside rug. His thick thighs nudge mine apart as he bears down on me, opening me gently to him. I welcome him, sucking his tongue deep into my mouth, urging him to take me, to fill me, to finally make me his completely.

“Ali,” I gasp against his mouth as his cock eases into me.

“Are you ok?” Concern washes across his face. I stroke my hands over his tensed biceps.

Heat flushes my cheeks. “Yes, absolutely.”

He smiles and trails a feathery line of kisses over my jawline to my mouth. As his lips meet mine, he starts to move, easing in and out of me, slowly at first, then building into a steady rhythm that sends pulses shuddering through my body. Fire burns through every nerve ending, demanding the next stroke, begging for more. I curl my fingers against his shoulders.

“More,” I groan. “Harder. Don’t hold back on me.”

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t.”

With a strangled roar, he lets go and gives me everything he has. I am possessed by him body, soul, and mind as he slams into me. I ride it, every fibre of my being consumed by him as I savour each divine, stretching, slamming thrust. Molten desire pools in my core, rising, threatening to burst the dam and wash me away.

“Sera,” he murmurs against my ear.

The dam bursts. I am gone. I surrender to the flood as it overwhelms my body, carrying me away on wave after crashing wave of the deepest pleasure. Ali’s body stiffens under my hands as he finds his own release and we are swept away together.

EPILOGUE

Ali

“You would never guessthat so much noise could come from just two children,” I laugh as I flip the blinds closed on the floor to ceiling windows of the pool house. “We can open those later,” I say with a wink. “Once the kids have gone back inside.”

“Are you expecting fireworks?” Sera asks, reaching out to entwine her fingers with mine.

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