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Almost like fucking one another is as important as oxygen. It feels like that. Like we don’t have much time and know we need to make sure of every single second.

The moment I pull out of her, we both groan at the loss of connection.

Has anyone ever successfully slept with their cock inside a woman?

I need to know.

A more important question is, do I really think this will be a one off?

I hate myself for being so weak and wanting Kaylee again. Hell, I hate her for fucking our relationship up.

I want to fuck her until she can no longer remember what any other man feels like. So she can only feel me.

Until I hurt her.

Scar her.

To make her permanently mine.

And yet...knowing I’ll have to let her go.

Instead of asking me to be gentle, my little kitten arches eagerly and my cock slips back inside her.

“I need to come again.” She pleads like a crazy woman.

I don’t judge. I feel just as insane.

She rubs her clit.

Motherfucker.I’m not that strong.

I take over, reaching for her so I can get my mouth on her neck. Then as my thrusts jackhammer up into her, I move my mouth to her ear.

“Come for me, baby,” I rumble, then spill inside her for the four millionth time.

Shuddering, Kaylee collapses onto my chest, and her hand closes around my biceps.

I shut my eyes, exhaustion taking me under after playing today then fucking for hours. Leveling out my breathing, my cock softens, and I wrap my arm around her.

Mine.

I know Kaylee’s not mine.

But sheismine.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

KAYLEE

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Levi’s nose is stuck in his phone when I board the jet and walk down the aisle the next day. I push back all the emotions threatening to engulf me after spending the night with him.

Rejection.

Self judgment.

Anger.

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