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“So do you.”

I’m not always a three-orgasm girl, but I feel the tingle at the base of my spine.He palms my breasts, tweaking my nipples, and I arch my back, placing my hands on his thighs, rocking along his length.

“You look so good riding my dick,” he says, causing my orgasm to gain another notch.“Your pussy is so tight.”

It’s the struggle in his voice, the one that says he’s barely holding on that makes me feel powerful.I’m the one able to bring him to this point, just like he did me when his face was between my thighs.

He flips me, picking up one leg and resting it on his shoulder, and when he thrusts into me, he’s so deep, I cry out.“Oh.My.God.”

“Jesus, Brynn.”

He hammers into me, and I can hear how wet I am with every plunge.

“I can’t…” I clench down, not wanting to come yet, and he growls.

I grip his flexed forearms, the corded muscles bulging, and tighten my hold, reaching a height of pleasure I can no longer contain.My muscles tense, and I stop breathing as my climax overtakes me.

“Brynn, you’re killing me,” he pants.

A warm feeling as though I’m the gooey center of a lava cake floods me, and I look up at Pierce.Sweat beads on his forehead, and his eyes are overflowing with lust.

He sinks into me and withdraws only halfway before sinking in again.Over and over until he comes on a curse and a moan.

He collapses on me, but quickly rises onto his elbows and pushes the hair away from my eyes.“You good?”

I giggle because three orgasms later?Yeah, I’m good.“I’m great.You?”

He grins at me.“Same.I’ll be right back.”Pierce slips out of me.

I hear him in the bathroom, and when he returns, he pulls back the sheets and slides under them, waiting for me to join him.

“Thank you,” he says after our breathing calms, and our sweat has dried.

“For what?”I look up at him.

“Giving me another chance.”His finger runs along my hairline, moving my crazy hair out of the way again as if he needs to be staring into both of my eyes.“I was always so worried about making a life for myself after being at the mercy of so many others growing up that I sacrificed you, and I never should have.”

I kiss his chest.“Maybe this was just our path.Maybe that wasn’t our time six years ago.”

He nods.“It’s our time now though.”

I smile.“I think so too.”

I lay my head on his chest, and we decide to skip family movie night and enjoy one another over and over.

ChapterTwenty-Seven

Pierce

At breakfast the next morning, the Russells all give us the look.The look that says they know why we skipped the movie last night.

“To be really nice, we watchedDie Hardlast night.”Carter pats Brynn on top of her head.

She moves out of his way, and I slide her a cup of coffee.

“We’re not sure where all the screams were coming from though.”Carter fist-bumps Tre on the way to the table.

“You guys are all so funny.”Brynn shoots me an apologetic look, but I shake my head.

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