Separate from the chaos outside that door.From everything.
My back hit the mattress, and Swift was over me before I could even catch my breath, his weight settling in a way that felt grounding instead of overwhelming.Our clothes were gone, and then it was just us.
His hand found mine, pinning it gently beside my head as his mouth moved over mine, slow at first, like he was reminding himself to take his time.Like he didn’t want to rush this.
But that didn’t last long.It never did with us.
“Swift,” I breathed against his lips.
He answered by kissing me deeper, his other hand sliding along my side, over my hip, pulling me closer like there wasn’t close enough.
Like he needed more.
Always more.
My fingers curled into his shoulders as I arched into him, every nerve ending already awake, already reaching for him before he even gave me anything.
“Easy,” he murmured, though there was nothing easy about the way his voice sounded.
My laugh came out shaky.“You’re the one who started this,” I whispered.
“Yeah,” he said, brushing his nose against mine.“And I’m not stopping.”
Good.Because I didn’t want him to.
Not even a little.
His hand slid lower, slow and deliberate, like he knew exactly what it was doing to me.Every touch dragged out, every movement intentional, until my breath hitched and my grip on him tightened.
“Swift,” I warned softly.
He didn’t stop.Didn’t even slow.
“Get there,” he said under his breath.
My body reacted before my brain could catch up, tightening around him, chasing that edge I could feel building, climbing, getting closer with every second.
I bit down on my lip, trying, failing, to stay quiet.
The whole club was just down the hall.
Anyone could hear.That should’ve mattered.
It didn’t.
Not with him.
Not like this.
“Swift—” I gasped, the sound slipping out before I could stop it, my hand flying up to cover my mouth.
He huffed a quiet, almost amused breath against my neck.“Yeah,” he murmured.“Just like that.”
Everything inside me pulled tighter, higher, sharper, and then it snapped.
I shattered against him, the world narrowing down to nothing but him, his name caught in my throat, my body trembling as the feeling rolled through me.
He followed right after, his head dropping briefly against my shoulder, his breath rough, uneven.For a second, neither of us moved.Just… breathed.
