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My tongue finds her clit again and I circle it until she’s crying out my name.

“Fuck, I love making you scream,” I say, pulling away and staring up at her as I push two fingers inside her.

“So why are you stopping then?” she pants, her eyes blown with lust and her chest heaving.

“Good fucking question.”

I curl my fingers inside her as I suck hard on her clit, and in only a few minutes she’s screaming, filling the silent house with her cries.

The second she’s done, I stand, slam my lips down on hers and lift her from the counter. She groans when she tastes herself on my tongue, but she doesn’t pull away.

I had every intention of getting the shower ready for her to help her warm up when we first got in here, but that all goes to shit as I march behind the screen and turn the dial, allowing us both to be blasted with ice-cold water once more.

“Oh my God,” she cries, ripping her lips from mine.

“I’ll keep you warm, Angel.”

Slamming her back against the wall, I quickly adjust our position before thrusting inside her.

“Oh God. That’s—”

“Hot. Incredible. Mind-blowing. Amazing,” I offer.

“I was going to say sensitive, but yeah, all of the above,” she says with a laugh.

“I can go all night, beautiful. Just imagine how it’ll feel then.”

Whatever her response was going to be is cut off when I claim her mouth once more.

I fuck her like a savage, my hands not knowing where they want to grip, my teeth and lips marking every patch of skin they connect with as her moans for more and my grunts of pleasure mix.

It is fucking everything.

But it’s still not enough, and I’m pretty sure it never will be.

She clings to me as I lower her back to her feet, not trusting her legs to hold her up.

Happiness engulfs me as I stare down at her big blue eyes.

“Hey,” she says shyly.

“Hey, beautiful,” I whisper, unable to speak for a moment as the magnitude of having this time with her presses down on me.

Her eyes focus on mine as her teeth sink into her bottom lip as she studies me.

“What’s wrong?”

My heart races with all the things I want to say to her, with all the promises I want to make her but know that I can’t.

“Don’t hide from me, devil boy,” she warns.

Swallowing down the emotion clogging my throat, I tell her just a little bit of what’s currently swirling around in my head.

“I wish we could run away and just be the two of us. Forever.”

“Nikolas,” she says, cupping my face in her hand and giving me the cute, puppy-dog look that melts my heart every single time.

“Don’t, Angel. Don’t pretend like this is real,” I beg.

“But it is,” she argues. “I want this.”

A smile curls at my lips as I allow myself to believe for just a few seconds that it could be possible.

But then another shiver rips down her spine and I’m reminded of what we were doing in here in the first place. I drag her under the torrent of hot water falling from above.

“You need to warm up,” I say, running my hands over her sinful body while my lips find her neck, allowing myself to drown in thoughts of this lasting outside of this beach house.

It’s a pipe dream, one I know that is going to slip through my fingers the second we’re called to return back home.


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