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“Zephyr—” I can’t put a name to the emotion churning in her eyes, but I ache to comfort her.

“No. Let me get this out. Please?” She dips her head for a brief, soft kiss before she continues. “Every time I wanted to run, I heard your voice in my head, and I’d add one more moment. I have them all strung together now. But they aren’t enough. I want more. And I want these moments we have together tomatter.”

Threading my fingers through her hair, I pull her down to claim her lips. The little moan she makes has me growing harder by the second, and by God, I need her like I need oxygen.

“You don’t know what you do to me, luv,” I manage when I break off the kiss.

Zephyr laughs, the sound so light and happy. “Oh, I think I have some idea.” Sitting up, she peels off the t-shirt. Her shoulder is several shades of purple and blue, but the movement doesn’t seem to pain her much.

With an arm around her back, I guide her lower until I can take one of the rosy, hard nubs into my mouth. Laving my tongue over and around her nipple, I relish each shiver, the way goosebumps race down her back, the scent of her arousal and her heat pressing to my aching dick.

She swivels her hips, and fuck. I didn’t think I could want her more.

Reaching between us, I find the bottom edge of her panties and dip my finger under the cotton.

“You’re so wet, luv. I need you naked and on your back. Right now.”

Her smile is everything, and when she rolls off the bed to shimmy out of her panties, I shed my boxers so there’s nothing between us.

Unlike our first coupling, I know some of what she likes now, and position her so her legs are bent and spread wide. Tasting her is coming home, her moans, gasps, and whimpers my favorite sounds other than her laugh.

“I’m goin’ to make ya come. Just like this,” I murmur against her clit. With each stroke of my tongue, she flies higher, and her heels dig into the mattress on either side of me.

One arm wraps around her thigh, and with the other, I part her plump lower lips and plunge a finger deep inside her channel.

Zephyr practically comes off the bed on a cry. “Yes! More!”

Oh, she’ll have more. Much more. this night is ours, and I’m not going to let it end until we’re both fully sated and too exhausted to move.

Adding a second finger, I swivel them until I find her g-spot. She’s close. Her stomach trembles, her muscles coiled, taut, ready to leap over the edge of the abyss.

She won’t last much longer, so I move my tongue faster and harder, swirling it around her clit, scoring my teeth gently over her most sensitive spot, and pumping my fingers in and out of her in time. She’s beyond words now and grabs my forearm, squeezing hard.

I groan as more of her essence floods me, and the added vibration sends her flying. Her back arches, and her inner walls squeeze my fingers again and again. I’ll never get enough of her. She might just be my forever.

* * *

For several minutes,I hold her under the covers, letting her tremors subside. She gives me a weak smile, her half-lidded eyes unfocused. “We’re not done.”

“No, we’re not. Unless you want to be.”

“Hell, no.” With a shake of her head, her gaze clears. Reaching under the blankets, she finds my dick with gentle fingers, stroking the shaft slowly all the way to my crown.

“God, luv. I didn’t know how much I wanted ya to touch me like that.”

“Like this?” Again, she slides her hand up and down my length, then circles her thumb around the head until I’m weeping for her. “I’m at a disadvantage,” Zephyr purrs. “You’ve tasted me…”

Bringing her hand to her lips, she pops her thumb into her mouth and moans, her eyes locked on mine.

This has to be the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen. Until she wriggles lower, trailing kisses along my jaw, to my neck, over the tattoo on my chest, and all the way to the wiry patch of trimmed hair surrounding my dick.

“Someone manscapes.”

“A bit. If you don’t—”

“Oh, I’m a fan. But you had me at the first cup of tea, Ronan.” Her gaze softens, and she smiles up at me. “Nothing you could ever do or not do to your body will change how I feel about you.”

We’re dancing perilously close to saying words I never thought I’d say. Words Zephyr gave up on a long time ago. I want to stop her, to pull her into my arms and ask her if she’s as close to falling as I am. But she wraps her hand around the base of my shaft and takes me into her mouth, and I’m gone.