Page 60 of No One Will Know


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But I need to ask one last time. “Once we do this, there’s no going back. We can’t undo it.”

She uses her leg around my hip to pull me closer. “I don’t want to undo it. I want to feel you inside me.”

“I want you too.”

“I’m ready.”

A low groan slips out as I push into her. She’s tight—really tight—and I stop halfway. I force myself to breathe through it, giving her a moment to adjust so I don’t hurt her.

“Are you all right?”

She nods. “Yeah, keep going.”

Then she gasps when I push fully into her.

I stop, searching her face. “Am I hurting you?”

She takes a breath, steadying herself. “Just give me a second.”

“Do you want me to stop?”

“Absolutely not.” She takes a deep breath and releases it slowly. “See? Already better. Keep going.”

I move carefully during the first few thrusts, watching her for signs of discomfort.

Then her expression shifts. The tension fades, replaced by something softer, her lips parting as a quiet moan slips out.

“Don’t hold back.”

Her hips lift to meet me, and that’s all I need. I move deeper, picking up the pace. She gasps, her back arching as herhands find my shoulders. Her body responds instinctively now, matching me, pulling me closer.

Her legs tighten around me, holding me there.

“Harder,” she whispers against my ear. “Please.”

“Look at me, Charlotte.”

Her eyes find mine, and something sharp and primal twists low in my chest. I rest my forehead against hers, our breath mixing between us.

“Fuck me hard, Dane.”

Whatever control I have left slips, and I slam into her hard and fast. “Is this… the way… you want… it?”

“Yes. Just… like… that.”

Her nails drag down my back, and I’m certain she’s drawing blood. I’ll happily wear her stripes tomorrow.

“Oh God. I’m going to come again.”

She breaks with a sharp cry, the sound tearing out of her as she tightens and shudders beneath me. Her fingers dig into my shoulders as her body clenches around my cock.

I slam deeper, my pace increasing as I get closer.

“Fuck, I’m going to come.”

And then it hits me—a sharp, cold clarity cutting straight through everything.

We have to stop. I can’t finish inside her.