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He strokes under my eyes with his calloused thumbs and then softly kisses the corner of my lip. “For not seeing you sooner, for wasting so many fucking years without you fully in my life. For focusing on the wrong people. For not annihilating our friendship way before we did. Amie is talking bullshit. The only person I see is you. Forever.”

My knees wobble under the weighted meaning of his words. “She shook me up, but I know. I love you.”

“I orbit around you, Luna.”

I lean into his touch, to where I belong. “Take me home.”

“That was seriouslythe best Christmas dinner ever,” I say, pulling back the sheets from our bed and climbing in.

“My boy has mad cooking skills,” Zach replies from the other side of the bed as he takes off his watch and shakes out his wrist.

“And Felicity? That Eton mess thing she made? I’ve died and gone to heaven.”

He smiles and climbs in the other side, wrapping me up in his arms. “They’re perfect together. But...” He reaches under my old college T-shirt and palms one of my breasts, rubbing my nipple between his thumb and forefinger. “...I think we top that.”

I gasp at the sensation. “You two are so competitive, like kids.”

“Oh, is that so? I can be mature and serious when I need to be.” Fire burns in his eyes as he hovers over me in bed.

Placing my hands on his shoulders, I pull him down to me and whisper in his ear. “Show me.”

Zach sits up on his heels and pulls me with him. He’s already naked and his hard length presses against my stomach, the piercings cold but delicious against my burning skin. “I can fuck you like you deserve. Or make love to you like the man who can’t wait to spend a lifetime together. You choose, Rocket.”

“I want to go slow. I want to feel everything.”

Lifting me up, he slowly lowers me back down on his cock, and the way I stretch to accommodate him will never get old. It’s like each time we have sex my body responds like it’s the first time, but my mind knows this is the only man who has or will ever love me this way.

Keeping his large hands on my hips, he rocks me over him. He’s so deep, I know I won’t last long. “I’m going to come any second.”

He buries his face in my neck and nips at my collarbone. “I love it when all I can hear is you coming all over my cock.”

The orgasm building breaks free and rocks through my body as I squeeze him. “Jesus, baby, that greedy pussy is hungry tonight.”

Laying me down, I’m still coming when he hovers over me, propping one of my legs over his shoulder. “Can you give me another, Luna?”

“I don’t think so. I’m too—” I squeeze my eyes shut, so sensitive from my last high.

“Give me another. Eyes on me as you come all over my dick.”

Zach drives into me, his mousey hair falling over darkened blue eyes. He never takes them from mine, pinning me with a look that brands my memory.

“There will never be anyone else. Only you. Only you and me, here in this bed with you wrapped around my cock.”

Slowing his pace slightly, he leans up and rubs his thumb over my clit. “I love that you’re bare for me. I can see every part of your perfect pussy when I play with it.”

Between his cock and his fingers, I come undone for a second time. Stars dance in my vision, my climax that strong, that overpowering.

He chuckles as I pant and gasp through the greatest sex of my life. “I can’t wait for the day we’re doing this without birth control. When I’m inside you to give you everything we want.”

I cup his cheek as he comes inside me on a roar. “Neither can I.”

“Was that your stomach growling?”

Tucked under his arm in bed, watching a horror movie, because Amie can go to hell, I nod gently and yawn. “Yep.”

“You’re kidding, right? We just had three courses, and now you want more?”

I look over at my phone on the nightstand, which reads eleven-thirty p.m. “I can wait; it's late.”