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The force of my thrusts has her gasping in pleasure as I twirl her clit between my fingers. Her scream fills the room, and it sparks a flame within me that has me thirsty for the knowledge that everyone in this hotel will know that this woman is mine.

“Now, Rory. Come for me now, baby,” I mutter, my spine tingling as I lose it and flood her walls with cum.

Her pussy quivers and tightens around me as she arches her back and screams again. “Yes! Yes. Oh my God, I’m coming.”

Her words intensify my release. Up becomes down, and off is on as I work her through her orgasm and suck in lungfuls of air. It’s minutes before we stop, both of us falling from the high and smacking back to earth. I bury my face in her neck and cover her sweat-flushed skin with kisses.

“I’ve never, ever had sex like that before,” she admits, still sounding out of breath.

“Me either.”

“You’re the first man I’ve had sex with without a condom.”

I pull my face from her throat and lift my brows in disbelief. “Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

Dipping a hand between her legs, I drag my pointer finger through her lips and find the mess of cum leaking from inside of her. She’s wet and puffy as I scoop it up and push it back inside.

Humming a moan deep in her throat, she asks, “That’s very caveman of you.”

“You make me feel very caveman. Like I should carry you over my shoulder to my lair and keep you there forever.”

She fidgets beneath me and runs her hands up and down my back. “You could.”

“I could, but you’d wind up hitting me over the back of the head with a club eventually. I’d tell one too many bad jokes, and you’d decide enough is enough,” I tease.

“I don’t think I’ll ever think enough is enough with you.”

My chest warms at the admission. “You’ve grown soft on me, darlin’.”

“I don’t hate it, though.”

“No? Good.” I pull my finger free from her pussy and wipe it on my thigh before saying, “We should shower again.”

“In a minute.”

“I’ve heard that before, and we ended up falling asleep.”

“Would it be so bad if we did?”

I kiss her once more, lingering with my lips brushing hers. “No. But I need to take care of you first this time.”

“Okay,” she agrees on an exhale.

Pulling away from her feels impossible. The moment we’re apart, I want to be right up against her again. She watches me with the same desperate gleam in her eyes, and I wink, loving how she rolls her eyes after.

When I lean back on my knees, she follows before slipping off the bed. I’m glued to her back the moment she steps toward the bathroom, and for the rest of the night, we don’t stray further than an inch from one another.

We can’t bring ourselves to.

35

AURORA

“Are you ready yet?” Bryce hollers from my living room.

I ignore her for the third time since she started asking and continue staring at myself in the mirror. Pinching the thin straps of my new sundress on both my shoulder, I tug them up and watch as my boobs lift to their proper height for a dress like this.

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