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And then he penetrates me.

I gasp at the feel of him.

It’s been too long...

Too damn long. I’ve forgotten how good this feels. Well, this is actually better than even my craziest dreams.

Connor Penmayne fucks me better than I’ve ever been fucked before. That’s a certifiable, undeniable fact.

Despite his solitary lifestyle in this small town, it seems like he knows how to pleasure a woman in all the best ways. His hands run confidently over my body, pressuring my thighs and anywhere else that makes me go wild. His thrusts into me are deep and long. He elicits such a pleasure from the core of my being that I can’t help but let out moans and groans and squeals involuntarily.

Connor grunts in my ear.

“You feel... incredible...”

His words spark something deep in me, something I’ve never felt. Something that makes me fall over the edge. My mind turns to mush. All I think about is him and his body and the things he is doing to me.

I love the feel of him... his confidence... the way he can make my legs shake and how I can’t even control it.

“I can’t hold back,” he whispers at the point of exhaustion. “I can’t hold back anymore, Ember. You’re just too fucking gorgeous...”

I moan again.

“Finish for me, Connor,” I whisper.

And, on my command, he does.

And it’s so goddamn long. His groan reverberates through the cabin as he finally lets go.

His muscular body slacks. He fills me up.

And then he ends it all by whispering my name over and over and over in that addictive low voice of his.

Ember.

Ember.

Ember...

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CONNOR

Ember is sleeping next to me in my bed - that’s the first thing I notice when I wake up.

The second thing that comes to mind are the memories of what we did together in this bed only mere hours ago.

Last night is... hard to even think about.

One minute we were looking at the stars, and then we were kissing.

And I loved it.

And I kissed her back eagerly.

God, if I’d told myself a week ago what I had just done...

I don’t know how past me would’ve reacted to that development. Not well, to put it lightly. It makes me want to laugh at the ridiculousness of it all – how the grumpy firefighter fell for the pretty journalist’s tricks.

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