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Dropping my forehead to hers, we breathe in the same air. “Are you sure?”

She nods, shifting her lower half slightly as if urging me to continue.

With my eyes locked on hers, I push in the rest of the way until my groin is flush against hers. A painful sound escapes her lips, but it’s only brief, and she doesn’t close her eyes; she doesn’t look away.

The significance of this moment passes between us—she’s mine, and I am hers.

If she decides to leave again, I don’t think I’ll be able to handle it.

I start moving, drawing my hips back, then slowly thrusting all the way in again. She takes it each time, despite the obvious discomfort.

The friction against her walls has tingles starting at the base of my spine. The primal urge to piston into her sits below the surface, but I use all my strength to hold it off. I want to make this good for her, too.

“Do you think you could come again?”

“I don’t know,” she breathes.

I hold still with my hips pressed against her. “If I keep moving, I’m going to come.”

“That’s okay.”

Shaking my head, I draw up onto my knees, still keeping myself buried deep inside her. “Touch yourself.”

“What?”

“Touch yourself how you like it. Make yourself come while I’m inside you.”

Sienna stares at me at first, unsure if I’m serious, but when she sees just how much I’m holding myself back for her, she trails one hand down her body until her fingers are on her pussy.

I groan at the sight, and my eyes remain glued to the spot when she starts rubbing circles on her clit. “Shit, that’s it. Rub yourself.”

Sweat coats my body with the effort it takes to keep from moving, my control barely hanging on by a thread. Whimpers leave her mouth, and I know I’m seconds away from unloading, even without moving.

A moment later, her eyes squeeze shut, and her chin tilts up to the ceiling while her mouth opens on a silent scream.

My restraint snaps.

Tilting forward, I draw my hips back and thrust back inside at a frantic pace. It only takes a handful of pumps before I’m coming, emptying into the condom while my body shakes and my groans fill the room. Breathing heavily, I drop down onto her with my face landing in the crook of her neck.

Aftershocks of pleasure have me trembling for a minute, and then I finally find the energy to lift myself and look down at her.

She’s absolutely stunning with her puffy lips, messy hair, and blissful smile resting on her face.

“I was right,” she says softly.

“About what?”

Her fingers trace a line along my jaw, and those blue eyes connect with mine. “It really was everything.”

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Neilix: Good morning :)

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

Sienna

I wake up nestled in a cocoon of warmth, barely able to open my eyes. I manage to squint them enough to see the sun isn’t up yet, but it’s starting to get lighter.

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