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Tori pulled the pillow back over her face. It was a bad idea to do this tonight. She wanted it, but quiet might be a little difficult for her with him. Every touch set her on fire and left her crying for more.

Chance pulled his own zipper down and froze. “I don’t have a condom,” he said sadly.

“On the pill,” she told him. If he left now, she’d lose her mind.

“I’m clean. I’ve never… without,” he said.

It took him a moment before he returned to the bed. She expected him to ask her if she was sure again. Surprised he didn’t.

His hands were back in motion on her now, sliding over her core. She bit down on the pillow.

“You’re so ready,” Chance breathed.

He slid one finger deep inside her before adding another, building a rhythm. His palm flattened against her and her body bucked against it, using thre pressure to help build her climax.

Chance curled his fingers inside her. Gripping the pillow tightly, she screamed into it as her orgasm took over. He continued his ministrations as she floated down on the other side of bliss, stars dancing behind her closed eyes.

The pillow was pulled away, and Chance pressed a kiss to her lips. “Next time, I need to watch you come undone.”

Next time. She liked next time. “Your turn.”

Tori started to sit up, ready to return the favor to him. Chance stopped her, pushing her back down to the bed.

“I know for a fact that if you do that, a pillow will not muffle the sounds I will make.”

Tori giggled and laid back. Chance settled between her legs, poised to enter, holding her gaze.

“Are you—“ Tori cut him off.

“If you’re not sure, then say so. Otherwise, I can assure you I want this, you.”

Slowly, Chance slid into her. Inch by inch, her body stretched to accommodate him. It had been so long. She moaned as he reached his hilt.

“God, Tori,” Chance breathed out.

He pulled almost all the way out and then filled her again in one smooth thrust this time. Tori grabbed the pillow again, biting it as Chance pounded into her.

Her legs were lifted, and put on his shoulders as he continued. She was going to ache in the best ways tomorrow. That angle increased her pleasure, and she pulled the pillow away.

“Not going to last,” she huffed out.

Chance growled at her and picked up the pace. She clenched the pillow as she neared her second release, knowing there was no way to be quiet.

“Come, Tori. Now.” She heard Chance’s harsh whisper.

She’d never responded to anything the way she did to that. The command sent her flying over the edge, this release higher and harder than the last one.

“Chance,” she yelled through gritted teeth, even as she tried to remind herself to be quiet.

“Tori,” he ground out.

She felt him release inside of her, his body jerking as he did before collapsing above her. He anchored himself on his elbows to keep from crushing her and pulled the pillow away.

“Next time, I’ll see you,” he promised.

Kissing her deeply, he pulled away and slid out of her with a hiss. “Bathroom?” he asked.

She pointed to the door to her ensuite.

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