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And in one fluid move, he flips us over, so I’m beneath him.

Always prepared, Enzo reaches into the nightstand and grabs a condom. Or actually, a whole string of wrappers, and I can’t stop from snickering. “Feeling ambitious?”

“No.” As he sheathes himself, he adds, “Just hopeful.”

When he’s notched at my center, so close my body is trembling in anticipation, he freezes. “No matter what we’re doing, if you want me to stop,” he says very seriously, “tell me. I won’t be upset. I promise.”

Stop? That’s the last thing I’m thinking of.

“Okay.” I bob my head in eager agreement. “Got it. Now. Will you please?”

Enzo stares at me, a depth of emotion in his gaze. “Anything you want, Winter. I’ll give it to you. Anything.”

And he does.

Oh, he does.

As he sinks into me, first tantalizingly slow, giving me time to adjust to his size.

Then as he starts moving faster, plunging deeper, finally bottoming out, filling me.

It’s far beyond any of my fantasies. Feeling Enzo inside me, the drag of him against my inner walls, and when he hits that spot, the one I’ve read about in my books but always thought was just fiction…

Oh. It’s incredible.

My legs draped over his shoulders as promised, our bodies crashing into each other in a frenzy of desire and need, it’s more than incredible.

It’s perfect.

We’re a perfect fit.

And finally, when he lifts my hips and somehow goes even deeper than before, it’s ecstasy.

Bright flashes of light fill my vision. All my muscles go rigid, from my toes to my fingers. A delicious pressure and heat explodes inside me, and I make noises I’ve never heard come out of my mouth before—guttural moans and cries and breathy whimpers.

Just as I’m careening over the edge, Enzo jumps off with me. He thickens inside me, so hard and big, and my inner muscles clutch at him, wanting to keep him inside as long as I can.

And how he looks when he comes? That’s perfect, too. All his emotions are right there, on display.

I don’t think I’m the only one who’s falling.

Minutes later, after we reluctantly draw apart, Enzo tucks me into his arms again. He kisses the top of my head, letting his lips linger for a few seconds. Then he says softly, “I meant what I said, Winter.”

I lay my hand flat on his chest, feeling his heart still racing. “Which thing?”

“That I’d give you anything.” He hugs me closer and presses another kiss to my hair. “I mean it. Anything you want. Anything you need. It’s yours. For as long as you’ll let me.”

Oh.

I think I’m beyond falling.

Emotion thick in my throat, I squeeze Enzo tightly. “I feel the same way.”

CHAPTER 16

ENZO

It’s still hard to believe it’s over.

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