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“Not yet.” She pushed herself up and splayed her hands on my chest. “But soon.”
She went up on her knees and scooted back until she was positioned over my waist. “Do I need to get protection?”
I shook my head. “Not if you say we don’t need it.”
We’d both broken each other’s trust only days ago, but it never even crossed my mind not to trust her on this. And the sheer affection on her face said I wasn’t the only one feeling that way.
When she sank down on me, the sensations took my breath away. She was hot and tight, and our bodies fit together as perfectly as ever. She closed her eyes and arched her back, giving me a view that could make a man die happy.
Running her fingers through her hair, she began to move. It was more dance than lovemaking, and certainly more than fucking.
I reached for her hands, threading her fingers between mine. Our eyes locked, and the embers inside me smoldered, caught flame. We burned together. Soared together. And that was how we came.
Together.