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Page 175 of The Fractured

I lay back, bringing her with me to keep her lips on mine. She moved her legs to straddle my hips, devouring a groan that left my body as my hands roamed over her.

No sex for five months had left me itching to touch her again.

We were definitely about to have sex on the carpet regardless of any deadlines to be elsewhere. There was still an hour and a half to kill, and five months of love to catch up on. Plus, the carpet was invitingly soft.

When Lily pulled back slightly, the sun coming through the window created a warm glow around her.

“Ignoring the fact you have to wear an ankle braceletandstick to a curfew,” she said. “How does freedom feel?”

I brought my hand behind her head and kissed her slowly.

We were in our own little slice of paradise with a lifetime of memories ahead of us.

“A lot like this.”

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