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He thrusts into me deeper, his pace quickening as he leans forward to fit my breast into his mouth. I moan his name louder than I expected and press my clit to his skin, chasing the release. I greedily grab onto his hair, shoving his face deeper in between my tits as his hips thrust forward into me while he whispers into my skin.

“You feel so good.”

“Shut up,” I whisper back, breathless and exhausted. “If you keeptalking, I’m going to come again.”

He chuckles, sucking my nipple into his mouth. “It’s almost like that’s the whole point.”

He keeps talking to me even when I tell him to stop, and I’ve never been with someone who is so vocal during sex. He’s not just quiet and makes me do what he wants. He tells me what makes him feel good, he compliments me, and his moans are the hottest sounds I’ve ever heard.

The high ripples through us at the same time as I clench around him, his name slipping out of my mouth. His thrusts become sloppier as his orgasm soars through him, and he groans. Sparks burst behind my eyes as I collapse on his chest.

“I don’t think I’m going to be able to skate anymore if my legs don’t work,” I pant, propping myself up on my forearms on his chest. He laughs and kisses me on the forehead, our breathing still heavy as he wipes my hair out of my face.

After we settle down, I slip out of the bed to pee. To think. When I look in the mirror, I see a puffy-faced Wren blinking back at me. I almost want to laugh at how insane this feels. I should be more concerned. After resisting him for so long, I finally succumbed.

This could be the start of something dangerous. Something all-consuming. Something that we’ll both get attached to. A habit I won’t be able to kick. The distraction that I can’t afford.

I collapsebeside him again onto my back for what feels like the hundredth time. Only this time, I can actually feel myself falling asleep. It’s well into the morning now, and small slithers of sunlight are starting to peek through the windows.

I look over at Miles for a second, watching his heavy breathing subside.

The weight of the day comes crashing down onto me. I knew that if we did it once, we wouldn’t want to stop. And we’ve done it plenty of times in several different places tonight alone.

I roll over onto my side, my back facing him.

“Miles?” I ask. He responds by wrapping his hand around my stomach, pulling me into him, his head nestled in my shoulder. “I’m scared.”

“Of what?”

I swallow. “I think I’m falling for you.”

“I know,” he whispers, pressing a kiss to my shoulder. “I’ve been falling for you for a long time, princess.”

“So, now what?”

“If you fall, I’ll catch you. That’s the way this works.”

Tears sting my eyes, and I try my hardest to hold it together. “You promise?”

He hums against my skin. “I promise.”

I know his words should help. That they should erase all the fear I have about trusting someone again, but they don’t. I’m hopeless when it comes to Miles, and falling for him might be the stupidest thing I can do right now. Well, it would feel stupid if it didn’t feel so damn good.

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MILES / WREN

“I’M YOUR IDIOT.”

MILES

Where are you?

Wrenny

Went for an early swim. I’m going to read at the beach before our flight.

Am I invited to come read with you?

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