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Ian

Iturn myself on the bed, stretching out my right arm and when I feel the cold sheet there, I sit up right away.

My heart beats wildly in my chest and the agony of solitude rushes at me.

I take my head in my hands and close my eyes with the hope that I’m just having a nightmare, that I’ll wake up soon and find her clinging to me just as we had fallen asleep together a few hours earlier.

A noise coming from the kitchen stirs me. I jump off my bed with shaking legs and a racing heart.

God. I see her.

She’s still here. Riley is standing there. In my kitchen. In my house. In my life.

She’s moving around the space, taking two cups and opening the fridge. She’s wearing a shirt.My shirt.

I go to her, trying to calm my breathing down.

“Hey,” I say but she doesn’t turn around.

I move her hair and bite her neck. “What are you wearing?” I ask into her ear.

“I found this shirt on the armchair, hope you don’t mind.”

“I do mind.”

She tries to turn to me but I hold her firmly in place. “I don’t like how it looks on you.”

I slowly unbutton it and let it slide off of her, slipping from her shoulders, and I see her shiver.

“There we go,” I say, touching her shoulder. “That’s it. I prefer you like this.”

She laughs. Seriously. Again.

The sound of her laugh fills my entire world.

“You prefer me with nothing on.”

“No.” I place my hands on the counter, trapping her. “I prefer you with me on.”

I rub my hard dick against her butt.

“Ian…” the sound vibrates sensually on her lips.

“Tell me how I survived before, without all of this.”

I squish her against the counter, my erection pulsing.

“Tell me that I won’t have to do without it. Tell me now.”

“Never. Never again,” she says, before pushing her hips backwards, an invitation I don’t resist a second more.

I grab her by the hips and a second later I’m inside her again. A deep thrust and she welcomes me in a tight grip. I extend myself over her and overwhelm her with my body, which seems to have been designed just to hold hers. My hands slide down her arms, looking for hers. I block her against the counter and push.

Again.

I bite her shoulder, then her neck and then let go of her hand and I take her face, pulling it towards me.

I lick her lips before suffocating her moans with my mouth.