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The change in position has my clit rubbing against him with every thrust, sending jolts of electricity through my body.

"Oh god," I gasp, my head falling back. "I'm so close."

"Let go," he urges, his voice strained. "Come for me, beautiful."

With a cry, I shatter around him, waves of ecstasy washing over me. My inner walls clench around him as I ride out my orgasm. He groans, his grip on my hips tightening as he thrusts up into me, prolonging my pleasure.

As I come down from my high, trembling and oversensitive, he flips us over in one smooth motion. Now on top, he begins tomove again, his pace relentless. I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper.

"You're so perfect," he pants, his forehead pressed against mine. "So beautiful when you come."

I can only moan in response, overwhelmed by sensation. He's hitting all the right spots, and I can feel another orgasm building impossibly fast.

"That's it," he encourages, feeling me tighten around him. "One more for me, baby. I know you've got it in you."

His words send a fresh wave of arousal through me. I dig my nails into his back, urging him on. "Harder," I gasp. "Please."

He obliges, his thrusts becoming more forceful. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the air, mingling with our moans and gasps. The tension builds rapidly, coiling tighter and tighter until I'm right on the edge.

"Oh god," I cry out. "I'm gonna-"

"Yes," he growls. "Come for me. Now."

His command pushes me over the precipice. I arch off the bed as pleasure explodes through me, even more intense than before. I cry out his name.

With a deep groan, he buries himself deeper inside me, his body shuddering as he finds his climax. I can feel him pulsing within me, prolonging my own pleasure.

For a long moment, we stay locked together, our bodies trembling in the aftermath. Slowly, he lowers himself onto me, careful not to crush me with his weight.

I wrap my arms around him, savoring the feeling of his skin against mine.

"That was..." I trail off, unable to find the words to describe the intensity of what we just shared.

"Incredible," he finishes for me, pressing a soft kiss to my shoulder. "You're incredible."

We lay there for a while, trading lazy kisses as our heartbeat gradually slow. Eventually, he rolls to the side, pulling me with him so I'm curled against his chest.

Heaven.

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THEO

The drive back to the manor is quiet, and the countryside stretches out around us, dark fields and winding roads lit only by the headlights. I can see tension in her shoulders, a residual energy from the night.

Now that we’re away from the plane, the thoughts of her stalker are prevalent. I want nothing more than to cocoon her in the safety of the manor, away from prying eyes and snide remarks

As we pull into the gravel driveway, the familiar sight of the ivy-covered walls and warmly lit windows feels like home. Ernest is at the door, opening it with a quiet nod as we step inside.

“Welcome home, sir, Miss Grace,” he says, closing the door behind us.

“Thank you, Ernest,” she says, offering him a tired smile.

We walk up the grand staircase in comfortable silence. Once we reach our suite, she lets out a long exhale and kicks off her heels, sinking into the plush armchair by the window.

She pulls out her phone, scrolling through the notifications with a sigh. I catch her glancing at it nervously, almost as if she’s expecting something.

Then, just as I’m hanging up my jacket, I see her face turn white. Her hands tremble, and her phone slips from her grip, landing on the floor with a dull thud.

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