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This time, he doesn’t stop. He continues to put pressure on the perfect places. Pleasure builds to an unbearable point, then combusts in an explosive surge that rushes through my entire body. My inner muscles clench around his fingers as waves of release roll over me. Just like last night, it lasts for a while.

I collapse against his chest, breathing heavily, listening to his heartbeat. It sounds as wild as my own.

I thought I’d experienced lust before.

But it wasn’t like this.

I thought I’d fallen in love before.

But now, I’m not so sure.

I thought New York must be the most magical place in the whole world. But if you asked me to define that location right now?

I’d say it’s wherever Hunter is.

CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE

HUNTER

“MORGAN!” Aidan shouts. “Hurry up, dude! You’ve been in there forever!”

“This was a bad idea,” Eve whispers.

“Nah. It was agreatidea.” I grin, working my hand faster. She’s tight and slick, the steam swirling around our bodies making everything slippery.

I can’t get enough. No matter how many times I touch Eve, or kiss her, or fuck her, I can’t get enough. Sex has always been good. Well, aside from the first few times when I had no clue what I was doing. But that still felt good. It never felt likethis, though.

It’s the first time I’ve let loose in…ever? Maybe because there’s no goal. No game to win or result to achieve. So much of discipline is working toward something.

With Eve, I just exist. Enjoy.

She moans my name, tilting her head back against the white tile as her pussy flutters around my fingers.

“MORGAN!”

Eve’s closed eyes fly open.

I’m going to kill Aidan. He and Conor were both out when Eve and I got back here last night. We had sex twice before falling asleep, and I convinced her to take a shower with me before she headed home.

“Fuck off, Phillips,” I yell back.

What is he even doing up so early? It’s not even nine.

“Dude, I know you’re backed up, but can younotschedule your solo session during our once-a-week ice time? You’ve been in there forever!”

Eve covers her mouth, but I can tell she’s laughing from the way her shoulders are shaking. Definitely murdering my best friend later.

And…shit. That explains why Aidan is up. It’s Sunday.

“Just go ahead without me,” I call out. “I’ll meet you there.”

“What?” Aidan replies. I can’t tell if he can’t hear me or is questioning what I said, and I’m not exactly in a position to move closer to the door. Two of my fingers are inside Eve.

“He’s still in there?” Conor’s voice joins the conversation.

I swear under my breath.

Eve’s cheeks are bright red. From arousal or the hot water or amusement.

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