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He thrusts into me again, and again, and again, and it feels like he’s going deeper every time he does it.

“Kael, please,” I whimper, pushing back against him. My insides start to quiver as he circles his hips in time with mine, giving me what I want, and as he does it, his breathing becomes more erratic.

My pussy clenches tightly around him, so tightly it feels like all the air has been knocked clean out of me, and then Kael’s hands grip my hips so tightly it almost hurts, but not quite, and then he kneels up straighter while he drives inside me in a way he never has before.

It’s so intense, so intimate.

“Sienna.” My name is a moan of pleasure that fills the room. “You feel… you, oh god yeah, you feel incredible.”

I glance back over my shoulder again, loving the way his pubic hair feels so soft against my ass cheeks, sending tingles straight to my breasts, and I notice Kael’s eyes are still looking at the mirror.

His lips are softly parted, and there’s a thin layer of sweat across his brow. His eyes widen slightly when he knows I’m watching him, watching us, and he increases the rhythm, and in that moment, his breathing becomes deep and heavy.

He’s getting off watching himself fuck me in the mirror. I love that I affect him this much.Oh yes.I can feel my orgasm cresting, and it’s like I’m suddenly floating.

“That’s it, baby,” he pants between long, hard thrusts. “Come for me.”

His words send me toppling clean over the precipice. I explode around him, and his thighs stiffen, his entire body vibrating as he grips my hips even tighter, pulling me into him, and he surges inside me one last time.

Grabbing hold of my thigh, fingers digging in, spreading me even further, he rides out the intense waves of his own orgasm, filling me with his cock, filling me with his cum, and no, we didn’t use protection, but god, I don’t even care right now.

I shake and shake, and he comes some more, the warmth of his release sliding down over my sensitive clit, wetting my stomach and the top of my legs.

When the incredible sensations finally abate, Kael pulls out of me slowly and then collapses face first onto the bed beside me, his heavy arm draped across my back.

“You’re everything to me,” he says a few moments later. His voice is as thick and heavy as molasses dripping down my neck. “You know that, right? You are so beautiful, Sienna, fucking hell, you’re beautiful.”

“You make me feel beautiful,” I breathe against the top of his head, kissing him there the way a mother would kiss her child, protectively, nurturing him. “Are you tired?”

He nods. “Yeah, I’m exhausted.”

“Sleep?”

He shuffles a little closer to me, rolling me over so now he’s spooning me from behind. I can feel his chest pressed against my back as he wraps his arms around me and holds me close, and as his breathing evens out I actually consider telling him how I feel about him.

I consider telling him that I’ve fallen in love with him.

I love him.

But words feel inadequate. I can’t bring myself to do it. Not now. Not yet. I will soon, though, because I don’t think I can hold it in much longer.

We fall asleep together instead. Best dreams ever.

Sienna

Kael’s been in the shower for about ten minutes the following morning when I hear my cell phone buzzing softly from the pocket of my jeans. They’re hanging over the back of the chair in my bedroom, where I discarded them after I got home last night.

Slipping out of bed, I shove my feet into my slippers, throwing a fluffy robe around me as I head across the room to dig it out. I glance at the screen. Andrea.

Why is Andrea calling me so early on a Saturday morning?

Swiping my finger across the screen, I answer with, “Hey, girlie, what’s up with you this fine day?”

“Please tell me you’ve seen the morning news!”

My brows scrunch up, and I pull the phone away from my ear and look at it, making sure I’m actually talking to my cousin who, hand on heart, has likely never watched a news program in her life. Tucking the phone between my ear and shoulder, I tie my robe around my waist. “No, why?”

“Oh god, Sienna, what were you thinking?”

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