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Uhhh, “Pardon?”

“So I can’t get you pregnant,” Leo added, hoisting himself up on his elbows so he could look between our bodies, “I’ve gone to every checkup, and I’ve come back with the same results. No fertility.”

“Oh my god,” I groaned, dropping my hold on him to cover my eyes, “I didn’t think you could get any hotter.”

Leo laughed, kissing my hands until I removed them from my eyes so he could say, “Me having a vasectomy turns you on?”

My core throbbed at his words, “Yes—but why haven’t you mentioned that before?” I grabbed his waist, pulling him into me. Leo entered me slowly like he always did. I gasped through his intrusion, desperate to relax enough for him to sink as deep as possible, “We could have been going without condoms this whole time.”

“Vasectomies don’t negate the value of condoms,” Leo grunted, a drop of sweat building on his brow as he thrust his hips, inching farther and farther inside of me, “You can still take Plan B after, to give you peace of mind.”

“Oh my god,” I groaned, when he finally bottomed out. In a physical sense, there was no real difference between the feel of him with or without a condom on. In an emotional sense, I felt more connected to Leo Turner than I had ever felt with anyone else. That was what made me throb with want. That was what made me reach up to grab a fistful of his hair. My grip made him pull his gaze from where our bodies connected, to my eyes.

“Fuck me,” I instructed, “Fuck me like you’ve wanted to.”

Leo’s jaw clenched as he started moving, rocking inside of me at a rough pace that made me lock my legs around him.

“God, yes,” I wrapped my arms around his shoulders again, fully anchored to his body, “I love you so fucking much, Leo.” The sound he made in response felt tortured, but he picked up his pace, planking over me as he did his best to get me over the edge again.

“I’ve wanted you for so long, Jacqueline,” Leo grunted out, “I love feeling you bare like this. Feeling you take me sofuckingwell.” He was shifting us up toward his headboard, so I released one arm from his shoulders to palm the headboard, keeping me put while he thrust into me.

“I love you,” I breathed, “I love you.”

“I love you,” Leo moaned the words, his eyes filling with moisture as he looked down at me, “I love that you’re mine now.”

“I love—oh my god,” I squeezed my eyes closed, “I—it’s too much.”

“Look at me,” Leo demanded, “Open your eyes.”

I managed to obey, enough to see him studying me as if he couldn’t look away. He had a feral look to him, something deep in his core that was being revealed each time I rocked my hips in tandem with his.

“I want you to finish inside of me so badly,” I whispered, “I want to make you lose control.”

He whimpered even though the corner of his lip tugged up in a smirk, “Yeah?”

I was starting to forget to breathe properly. I was holding my breath and gasping for air, my orgasm building at a rate that almost terrified me. Leo could tell when it was about to happen, the look in his eyes darkened more as he pounded into me, desperate to bring me to the surface.

Right when I broke, so did Leo.

We groaned through our releases. It didn’t happen often, reaching our pleasure at the same moment, but I was so grateful that we shared this experience today.

I felt Leo pulse against my inner muscles, setting off aftershocks that made silent tears spill from my eyes.

Once we managed to catch our breath, he scooped me up in his arms and tugged me flush against his chest. Laying on our sides, he breathed me in, tightening his hold. Our legs tangled together; our arms wrapped around each other. My head rested against his shoulder and neck, and his mouth settled against my hair.

After breathing me in, Leo whispered, “…That was incredible.”

I couldn’t nod this close to him, wrapped as tight as we were, so I whispered back, “You’re incredible.”

“You’re brilliant,” I could feel his lips pull into a smile against my hair after his words.

“You’re all mine,” I replied, smiling against his warm chest.

“I am.”

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JACQUELINE