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I sighed, switching off the television and plunging the room into darkness. As I lay there in his embrace, his steady breathing against the back of my neck, I couldn’t help but wonder—was this enough? Was I looking for something more, or was I chasing the thrill of uncertainty?

I closed my eyes, my mind still racing, but one thought hovered above the rest: How could I love them both, and how long could I keep living with this secret pulling me in two directions?

CHAPTER 18

“Oh God, you fuck me so good,” I moaned, breathless.

Slade had woken me up with his hand already between my legs, the early dawn light barely filtering through the curtains. My eyes fluttered open as his fingers expertly teased my clit, coaxing pleasure from me with every precise movement. Before I knew it, he had shifted behind me, spooning me as he thrust into me from behind, his hips slamming into my ass with each powerful stroke. He lifted my leg, angling himself deeper inside me, pulling groans from my lips.

“You’re always so wet,” he rasped, voice thick with lust.

“You make me that way,” I panted, the words spilling out in gasps.

His free arm snaked under my head, cradling me. With a firm hand, he gently turned my chin, capturing my mouth in a heated, possessive kiss. His tongue invaded mine, deep and hungry, sending shockwaves down my body. I moaned into him, my hand sliding up to pinch my nipples, trying to intensify the electric burn building inside me.

Draping my leg over his, Slade splayed his hand across my belly, his fingers pressing into my skin as he pounded into mewith renewed force. Every thrust brought me closer, and I was teetering on the edge, just waiting for that final push.

His fingers found my swollen nub again, circling with delicious pressure, and that was all it took.

“I’m coming!” I cried, body convulsing as waves of pleasure crashed through me. My inner walls clenched tightly around his cock, milking him with every pulse of my orgasm.

“That’s it, baby,” he groaned, his voice ragged as he pumped a few more times before I felt the hot rush of his release. He stayed buried inside me, thrusting lazily as his own climax slowed, until finally, he stilled.

He pulled me close, his chest pressed against my back, his cock still nestled deep inside me. We lay there, wrapped up in each other, both of us breathing heavily in the aftermath.

“I hope you didn’t plan on getting any sun this weekend,” he murmured against my ear, voice low and teasing.

“Why?” I asked, half-laughing, still coming down from the high.

“Because I think I want to keep you in the bedroom. I can’t get enough of you.”

“Be that as it may, you’ll have to give me at least an hour or two of daylight,” I teased back, biting my lip.

“We’ll see,” he smirked. “Maybe I’ll let you out at night for walks in the moonlight.”

“That won’t help my tan,” I quipped.

“But you’ll be thoroughly satisfied,” he countered, his tone filled with promise.

I chuckled softly, shaking my head. “I have no doubt.”

He planted a lingering kiss on my cheek, his lips warm and soft against my skin, before he slowly pulled back, slipping out of me.

“Thank you for the good morning wake-up,” I whispered, feeling the delicious ache in my body.

“I didn’t get to say good night properly,” he said with a grin. “So, I figured I’d start the day off right.”

I yawned, feeling exhaustion return. “I could use another hour of sleep.”

He glanced at the clock. “It’s barely six. Why don’t you go back to sleep?”

“I like that idea,” I mumbled, already sinking into my pillow. Slade turned onto his back beside me, and I snuggled closer, letting the warmth of his presence lull me back into a peaceful doze.

The next time we woke up, the sun was blazing through the window and my clock read 8:42 am.

“Fuck!” I screamed as I jumped out of bed.

“What’s the matter?”

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