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My cock slides inside her, inch by aching inch, filling her completely. She whimpers softly, her nails digging into my shoulders.

“You like that?” I ask, thrusting deeper. “Tell me how much you want this.”

“I want you, Ethan,” she gasps. “I need you so much.”

I pull almost all the way out, then plunge back in, hitting her G-spot with a force that makes her body jerk. She cries out, arching her back off the bed.

“Fuck,” she breathes. “That feels so good.”

I pick up the pace, fucking her hard and fast, my hips slapping against her ass. She meets my thrusts with equal force, moaning and begging for more.

“You’re so tight,” I groan. “I could fuck you forever.”

“Please,” she begs again, her voice breaking. “Don’t stop.”

I lean in, capturing her lips in a bruising kiss as I continue to pound into her. We move together, lost in the heat of the moment, our bodies becoming one.

As the pleasure builds between us, I pick up the pace. Her nails rake down my back as I thrust deeper, our bodies slick with sweat. “Yes, just like that,” she gasps, throwing her head back in ecstasy.

The sight of her, hair splayed across the pillow, lips parted in a silent moan, increases my need for more. I trail hot kisses along her neck as my hips rock into her.

Her inner muscles grip me tightly and I groan. “You feel so good, baby.” I capture her lips in a searing kiss, our tongues tangling as I increase the pace.

She breaks the kiss, panting. “Don’t stop, I’m so close . . .”

I reach between us, my thumb finding her sensitive bud. Her back arches as I stroke her in firm circles, my own release building with every helpless whimper that escapes her lips.

Soon we’re both trembling on the edge. I fight to hang on, to make this moment last forever. But then she cries out my name like a prayer, inner walls fluttering around me, and I can’t hold back any longer. With a guttural groan, I let myself go, emptying deep inside her in hot pulses as we find our release together.

We lie tangled in the rumpled sheets afterwards, pulses slowly returning to normal. She nestles against my side, placing a tender kiss over my racing heart. “That was incredible,” she murmurs, her voice soft and sated, a contented smile playing on her lips.

I tuck a damp strand of hair behind her ear, my fingers lingering as I trace the delicate line of her jaw. The words “I love you” dance on the tip of my tongue, threatening to spill out, but I swallow them back. “You’re incredible, baby,” I say instead, my voice rough with emotion.

This isn’t the time for such a confession. Not when I have no idea what to do with these feelings that have taken root in my heart, growing stronger with each passing moment. Not when she’s still untangling her past and trying to find a future with one of her exes.

But a small, persistent voice in the back of my mind whispers, “What if they’re not the answer? What if I’m the one she’s meant to be with?”

The thought both thrills and terrifies me. I’ve never allowed myself to imagine a future with someone, to picture a life built on love and shared dreams. Yet, here I am, wanting nothing more than to be the man Lily chooses, the one who gets to hold her, love her, and build a life with her.

I pull her closer, burying my face in the crook of her neck, breathing in her scent—a mix of lavender and something uniquely Lily. For now, I’ll be here for her, supporting her as she continues her quest.

And maybe, just maybe, when the time is right, I’ll find the courage to tell her how I really feel, to lay my heart bare and hope that she feels the same way. Until then, I’ll savor every second I have with her, every touch, every kiss, every whispered word, and pray that somehow, someway, we’ll find our way to each other in the end.

Chapter Twenty-Six

Lily

Seventeen days.

It’s been seventeen days since I decided to look into my past to avoid Cleo’s brother-in-law and . . .Well, now I really want him to keep grabbing my ass and every other part of my body—while we’re naked.

He does it in a very, very delicious way.

I still don’t understand how we went from “let’s talk about that kiss” to getting naked. We keep fucking like rabbits, and yet, neither one of us has brought up one very important thing. What are we doing?

Where is this going?

Do we even want it to go anywhere?

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