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Leaning forward, I press my lips to hers, and she smiles against my mouth as my cock hardens, pressing into her thigh. She giggles, pulls back, looks down at the bulge in my jeans, and smiles.

“So, someone’s awake.”

“He has been since the café. Baby, I’m going crazy here. Weeks with you next to me and not being able to touch you is another torture added to my lack-of-voicetorture. Please put me out of my damn misery?”

She grins. “Well, only ’cause you asked so nice.”

Lunar guides me to our room, and something shifts. The sensation running up my arm from where our fingers are joined is a steady hum, not the jolt I typically feel.

Standing in front of the bed, Lunar releases my hand and slowly slips out of her leggings and sweatshirt, revealing her perfect body. I can’t contain the groan that passes my lips at the sight of her. With our eyes locked on each other, we undress at a slow but determined pace, knowing this doesn’t have to be rushed.

We have time.

We have each other.

Once I kick my jeans to the side, I step closer and watch as she slides back on the bed, beckoning me with an outstretched hand to join her.

She doesn’t need to say anything.

I kneel on the bed, slipping between her thighs as I rest on my forearms on either side of her head, careful not to lay my full weight on her.

My cock jerks at her nearness, anxious to get inside.

Gazing at her, my fingers gently brush through her hair, and I lean down to capture her lips. The kiss is completely consuming, like it always is between us, but something more seeps in, and I pull back, resting my forehead to hers.

Shifting my hips, the head of my cock slips through her wet folds and rests at her tight entrance, waiting, begging for me to sink into her. “Annalise…” Her name is a plea as I push into her, reveling in the contented gasp that leaves her lips.

Home.

Being inside her is like coming home.

She drags her fingers up my back, just the hint of her fingernails against my skin, then she hooks a leg around my waist, pulling me deeper. My hips jerk, and I can’t help but grind into her, sinking into her so deeply her eyes widen, and she releases a choked breath. When I start to pull back, she only tightens her hold, forcing me to put more of my weight on her.

I slide my hands under her arms, adjusting my weight so I can grip the tops of her shoulders, holding her in place as I continue to grind into her. “So fucking tight… need…” I breathe out, my breaths deep and heavy.

Lunar threads her fingers into my hair and pulls, the painful contrast jolting electricity down my spine. She takes advantage of the shock and captures my lips with hers, her tongue sinking into my mouth like she can’t get enough. I know I can’t, my tongue dueling with hers, but I need more.

Regretfully, I pull back, breaking the kiss, letting my teeth nip and drag along her silky skin, over her chin, and down her neck. I shift to one arm, freeing my other to squeeze her breast,my fingers finding her taut nipple and pinching while slightly pulling. She arches into my touch, and I lean down, placing open-mouth kisses over her throat and onto her collarbone, where I bite.

The breathy moan she releases is music to my ears as I continue to grind into her, savoring each and every sensation. Her pussy contracts around me, and I know she’s getting close. “You gonna come for me?” I taunt, pulling at her nipple and loving the way her breath catches with the movement.

Lunar arches into me again, and her fingers release their hold on my hair as she drags her nails down my back. “Fuuuck, woman.”

She only smiles at me, her eyes heavy with desire. I’m lost in her gaze when a sharp jolt wracks my body. I look down to where her fingers are rolling my nipple piercing, and my eyes flick back to hers, a new heat burning for her.

“Two can play at teasing if that’s what you want,” she sasses, and my cock jerks, still buried to the hilt inside her.

Catching her off-guard, I shift and move her leg from around my waist and press it toward her, keeping a firm grip on her ankle as I move over her, letting my body press into her leg, driving my cock impossibly deeper. “No one is teasing. It’s called savoring, and I plan on indulging in this tight, hot pussy of mine all night,” I warn, pulling back ever so slightly, only to push into her again, grinding into her hips once I’m fully seated.

I set an unhurried pace that I know will only edge her further, but it seems she has other ideas and reaches up and tugs on my other nipple piercing, causing a hiss to escape between my clenched teeth. She gazes up at me with a playful smirk that I can’t resist. A growl reverberates in my chest as I lean down, devouring her and nipping at her bottom lip.

Before the kiss can get too heated, I pull back and slip free of her, enjoying her shocked gasp. I drop her leg, rubbing upand down her thighs, stopping when my thumbs brush against her lips. “Danger…” My name sounds like she’s on the verge of begging, and I can’t deny I love it.

“Shhh… I got you,” I assure her, letting my thumbs slide between her lips and over her sensitive clit. She rocks her hips, seeking more. Keeping one thumb on her clit, I rotate firm circles while I use my other hand to sink three fingers into her pussy. She’s so fucking wet, and precum is dripping from the head of my cock, wanting to be where my fingers are.

When she reaches out, gripping the sheets as her legs fall open, I’m gifted with the sexiest view. Desire courses through my veins, and I groan, watching her come undone for me.