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I dropped my hands to her hips, gripping tight as I thrust up into her. I wanted to last for hours but I also wanted to comeright fucking nowso I could lick her until she screamed andthen drag her into the shower and pour myself into her all over again.

"You—feel—so—good," she said, each word groaned out as she slammed down on me.

"Baby, I'm doing the absolute least here. This is all you."

She pressed her forehead to my shoulder, her teeth bared to my skin. "It's never been like this with—with anyone else."

"And it's not going to be." I was proud of myself for not saying something shitty about her ex-husband but even more that I didn't lose it altogether. The only thing that mattered was giving her what she needed. Even if I wanted to come hard enough to leave a mark, I'd be happy if she finished without me and tucked herself into bed for the night. This was enough.

"I think—" Her words broke into a small cry. "I'm—oh god."

I shifted my hand to the small of her back, pulling her hard against me, deeper. "That's it. There it is. You're so close," I said. "You know it's mine, princess. Give it to me."

Her lips parted and she stared at me, a startled brightness in her eyes as her body drew tight and her cunt choked the fuck out of my cock. As if she was astonished, as if she had no idea her body could do this.

"A little more," I growled. "You're not done yet."

The wet slap of skin fell into the chorus of heavy breathing and those gorgeous little cries of hers. Her tits bounced in my face and her nails dug into my shoulders. I held her hips, steering her as she went soft and pliant. Thrusting into her as she chanted, "Oh god, oh god, oh god."

She came down in pieces. The hand gripping my hair fell to her side. Then her knees slid away from my hips, her shoulders slumped. Her breathing evened out as I stroked her back.

"I'm going to have to get up," she said.

"I don't think so. Just stay here."

She laughed into my neck. "I have to clean up."

"I'll take care of you."

I felt her smile. "That's not how it works but thank you anyway."

"Then I'll make it easier." I took her wrists, looped them around my neck. "Hold on."

When I pushed to my feet, she yelped, "Oh my god, what?"

"Just saving you a few steps." I carried her to the bathroom, which was bigger than my grad school apartment, and instructed her to grab a towel off the rack. I spread it on the marble countertop and set her down.

She peered up at me, her lips swollen, cheeks red, hair everywhere, and something inside my chest flipped. A switch. Maybe an entire organ. I wasn't sure but I knew nothing would be the same after this moment.

I turned on the sink, running my fingers under the water until it warmed up. "Do you know how gorgeous you are right now?"

She glanced over her shoulder to catch her reflection in the mirror. "If you say so."

"I don't know how you do it." I reached for a facecloth, held it under the water. "Sometimes I look at you and you're this brand-new thing, even though I'd swear I've always known you." I pushed her legs apart, wide, wider than she thought necessary if her smirk could be trusted. Her inner thighs were slicked with her arousal and my release, and it had a breath catching in my throat. "How do you do that to me?"

Audrey watched as I dragged the wet cloth between her legs, her bottom lip snared between her teeth. "I'm not new. You just stopped resenting me after doing it for more than a decade."

"That's where you're wrong." I ran the cloth over her folds, carefully cleaning up the mess I'd left behind. "It's always been this way. You change my brain chemistry and you burn your fingerprints into my skin and I don't understand how you'reeven possible, but that doesn't matter because right now, you're here."

"I think that's the orgasm talking."

I wet the cloth again, squeezed it out, and gave myself a quick pass. "Nope."

"It is," she went on. "Remember all those times when we parked behind Chili's and I'd give you blow jobs in the back seat? You'd say the most unhinged things."

"Yeah, like your mouth was made for cocksucking," I said, leaning in close, "and I was going to marry you the first chance I got. Really thought I would've sealed that deal by now."

She dropped her gaze, her pale lashes fanning over her cheeks. She swallowed hard. "Could you give me a minute?"