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“Fuck...I missed your taste,” he murmured.

And then he was gone.

His tongue lapped at my core, diving in as if he knew exactly what I needed. I pushed back against him, moan after moan pouring out of my lips as his masterful tongue worked against me, teasing me the way I needed, My eyes squeezed shut and I squirmed, wishing I could hold on to something, anything, as the pleasure within my body began to mount.

Derek buried his fingers inside me, finding the sweet spot that caused my legs to tremble. I didn’t have time to think, time for my mind to process the pleasure traveling through every cell in my body. He could do with me as he pleased, and I wouldn’t protest. I couldn’t even form a coherent thought as he ravished me with his mouth and he loved it.

He would groan every time my core tightened around his fingers, every time I would cry out as my release neared but never let me get too close. He knew what he was doing, making me beg for it, making me do what I would never, in my five senses, do. Derek knew I would only cave to him...forever.

“Oh fuck...” I cried out when he curled his fingers just right, needing something to ground me as everything grew more intense. The world around me blurred as he began pushing me closer to the edge. “I’m going to come.” The whimper was barely out of my lips when he pulled away, leaving me cold.

He placed a kiss on my skin, leaning over and gripping my hair with one hand while the other barely touched me where I needed.

It felt like he'd set me on fire, but was refusing to put it out. I wanted to touch him, wanted to feel his heart underneath my fingers to know if he was really as in control as he seemed, but as he nudged my entrance, teasing...playing with me, all I could do was moan.

Derek nipped at my earlobe, finding my lips in a punishing kiss and I pushed back, hoping he would finally bury himself inside me.

"I love seeing you like this. So fucking desperate..." He groaned when I pushed back again, brushing his thickness against me.

The word fell from my lips with ease, the need making me vulnerable. "Please."

“Please what, baby?”

“I need you inside me.”

That was all he needed. Derek pushed into me then, slow and steady, stretching me out and filling me up all at once. It felt like heaven, having our bodies connected, so in sync everything else in the world ceased to exist.

It had barely been a couple of days, but every time with him felt like the first time. And as he sunk into me, burying himself to the hilt, I realized this was all I needed. His hands on my body and his soul with my soul, connected in a way no one would ever understand.

I gasped as he thrust the first time and I heard him groan, a hand on my hips and the other traveling around my body to find my clit. The waves of pleasure reappeared, stronger than before as he squeezed and thrust, his skin slapping against my skin, our pleasured sounds filling the room. My fight was gone, especially in moments like this, when Derek was in control and didn’t give me room to think.

My mouth opened in a quiet scream as the waves of pleasure washed over me, sending me into an abyss I couldn’t escape. My body trembled and Derek thrust me through it, his grip around me tight as he leaned in and kissed my back, holding me through it all.

He was perfect for me, in every sense because he took control even when I didn’t want to give it up. And I didn’t want it with him.

I trusted him.

I loved him.

“So perfect,” he murmured. My hands fell to my sides and only then did I realize he had untied me. Derek turned me around, laying me on my back as I tried to catch my breath.

I blinked a couple of times until everything around steadied, but my legs fell open as he positioned himself on top of me. He buried his face in my neck, and I wrapped my legs around him, needing him close, caressing his back with my fingertips, etching the memory of his every muscle in my mind. He was letting go, too.

We could be vulnerable together.

He rested his forehead against my own, his green eyes so dark and intense I almost didn't recognize them. My fingers tangled in his soft hair and he gave me a small smile before leaning in and kissing me, swallowing my moans when his thrusts sped up.

We were forever intertwined, forever together. I believed it now as he made love to me like never before, as if I was his entire world and I believed it, because he was mine, too.

Chapter 27

Derek

Sunlight poured in from the windows, filling the room with its brightness. But it wasn’t that what had woken me. Hannah’s side of the bed was empty, but the sound of piano keys echoed through the quiet cabin and as soon as I heard it, a smile formed on my lips. I stood, throwing on some sweatpants as I walked to the living room and watched her. She had nothing but my shirt on and her hair was thrown up into a messy bun, but goddamn, she was beautiful.

Every time she played, she gave me a glimpse of her soul and in that moment, her soul was light...full of hope. Hannah’s lips were tilted up as her fingers glided over each key with ease, as if there was a connection between them that no one else could understand, and I didn’t need to.

All I knew was that the piano gave her soul a voice, her heart a way of saying things without her needing to use her words and that was precisely what she needed.

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