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His usually styled hair is messy from the way I ran my fingers through it all night. Reaching up, I play with the strands as they fall over his eyes.

“Happy birthday.” He whispers the words, finding my breast with his tongue.

I writhe beneath him and bring my palms to either side of his face, pulling him back up toward me. “I want you inside me again.”

“And you think there was a realistic alternative?”

I pulse at his heady voice, thick with lust. “Well, I was hoping not, but …” I trail off, not wanting to spoil the moment.

Jack’s lips find mine. “Not what, Kendra?”

I swallow down his words as memories come back. “Just thinking about how last year looked very different from the way this birthday has started out.”

From above me, Jack closes his eyes. “You should’ve been in my bed last year too.”

My heart races just a little faster. “What are we doing, Jack?”

“I don’t know, Kitten.” He opens his eyes and strokes a thumb across my forehead. “Following what we want?” he breathes out and notches his cock at my entrance. “Having the best sex of our lives.”

When he pushes inside me, I wrap my legs around his waist. I’m still deliciously sore from last night, and it only adds to theintensity from the way he fills me. We both groan into one another, our mouths hanging open, tongues tangling.

“I think I’m addicted to you, to this body.” He trails his fingertips down my side, rolling his hips against me.

I press my heels into his lower back, already wanting him deeper. “I can’t get enough.”

Every movement Jack makes finds a different spot from before. Every kiss he places against my skin I feel all over my body, leaving me trembling.

“Relax for me, Kendra. I’m gonna make this so good for you.”

Jack sits back on his heels and brings me with him. He’s still inside me when he moves us toward the edge of his bed and sets his feet on the floor.

Completely naked and straddling his thighs, the lights of Brooklyn reflect in his eyes.

“Ride me like this. Come on my cock with the world behind you.”

I chase my high, fingernails digging into his shoulders.

“Tell me, do you feel as sexy as you look right now?” Jack’s hands come under my ass as he lifts me off him, hovering me above just above his cock. “Do you, Kendra?” he repeats.

I nod my head. “Yes.”

“Good girl.”

He lowers me back onto his dick, and I gasp. I feel even fuller than before.

“I’ve never been this hard—ever.” Sweat beads on his forehead, a few damp strands of hair falling over his eyes. “Only you do this to me, make me feel so turned on.”

Lifting up, I slam back onto him, and we both cry out together.

“Fuck, Kitten, do that again. I love it when you use me.”

This time, when I drop harder, his lips find my neck. Normally, he kisses or lightly nips, but this time, Jack sucks—hard.

“W-what are you doing?”

The sting flirts with pleasure as he releases my skin and licks over it with his tongue.

“Proving every part of this is real.” He brings his eyes back to mine and wraps his palm around the back of my neck. “I’m never going to forget this, Kendra. Last night, this morning—it’s a part of me now.”