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“Fuck me, Lucas,” I begged as he nipped at the side of my neck. “Hard. I need you inside me. Now.”

He lifted his head, his jaw bunched, his chest ragged, and studied me. “I thought I was going to lose you today.”

Anguish and anger thrummed in the depths of his words. The same emotions crossed his face. He squeezed his eyes shut, shook his head and then rested his forehead on mine. “I thought… I couldn’t…”

“Lucas.”

He pulled away a little and gave me an enigmatic look.

“It doesn’t matter what life throws at us,” I said. “Nothing will stop us being together. Okay?”

For an answer, he kissed me.

And somehow, I’m not sure when, we ended up on the floor. He undressed me, biting and kissing every inch of skin he revealed until I was trembling and panting. Pleading with him to be inside me.

Taking one of my nipples in his mouth, he sucked.

I moaned, shards of liquid pleasure pooling in my core. “Oh yes.”

He moved to the other nipple, sliding his hand down my hip, and between my thighs to find my clit.

“Yes…” I begged.

He laved my nipple with his tongue, echoing the rhythm with his fingers on my clit. I clawed at his back, his shoulders. Holy crap it was good. So good.

“L-Lucas…” I arched. He suckled harder on my nipple, and slipped his fingers deep into my sex.

Oh yeah. Oh boy.

Fingers stroking inside me, he kissed a path up to the side of my neck. “I love you, Ronnie,” he breathed. “I live for you.”

“Let’s keep it that way,” I murmured back, tightening my inner muscles around his fingers as I tangled a hand in his hair. “No more giving-your-life-for-mine crap, okay?”

He chuckled, and then captured my mouth with his and I forgot everything we were saying.

I came. He didn’t stop though, his kiss growing hungrier, his fingers stroking and teasing me to another orgasm.

My bones melted. My head swam. I clung to him, riding wave after wave of intense pleasure.

And then he was between my leg, lapping at my clit, my slit. Fucking me with his tongue. Propelling me into a third climax that tore his name from my throat in a raw cry.

Holy fuck.

Panting, trembling, light-headed and utterly alive, I draped my hand over my eyes and let out a shaky laugh. “I’m definitely not dreaming. That was way too good.”

The faint sound of a zipper lowering made my already quick pulse leap away. Dropping my hand, I looked at Lucas.

He stood between my ankles, shoving his jeans down his legs.

His cock sprang upright, and as always, my mouth went dry at how impressive it was, and my pussy—already sodden—grew wet.

Gaze finding mine, he slowly smiled. “Who says it’s finished?”

Kicking his jeans away, he lowered himself between my spread thighs and—with that fluid grace I’d been infatuated with since I first saw him—buried his length deep into my ready sex.

Perfection.

We moved together, our rhythm an exquisite harmony. As we did, as Lucas cupped the side of my face in one hand and the back of my thigh with the other, our breaths mingled, our hearts hammered as one. He thrust deeper and deeper, his eyes holding mine, my name falling from his lips with every breath.


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