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“No, if anything is going to be inside me tonight, it’s going to be you.” I tugged him down for a demanding kiss that he submitted to. “I refuse to be satisfied with silicone toys when I could have your dick spreading me open instead.”

He chuckled, the low sound of it sending a shudder through me. “Is that your answer?”

My willpower was too weak in the face of my desire for the man who would officially be my husband tomorrow. “Let’s start with touching first and see where that takes us.”

Mauricio led me over to my bed, where we took our time stripping each other of our clothes before falling into bed together. He pulled my body flush against his as we became a tangle of limbs while kissing and letting our hands roam over each other. Even the light petting drove me wild as I rutted against his thigh to find relief from how turned on I was from simple caresses.

I greedily let my hands travel over his body, delighting in every sharp inhale I caused as I ghosted over his sensitive spots. AsI traced the map of his body with my fingertips, I memorized every inch of him and claimed it as mine.

When I tweaked his nipple, he tugged on my lower lip with his teeth. It made me jerk against him as my hips rocked against him. Everything felt good, but I was dying for relief. Taking matters into my own hand, I started pumping his dick in the hopes he’d get the hint.

Thankfully, he had no problems returning the favor. He reached between us and started stroking me with tantalizing slowness that no amount of desperately thrusting into his hand would speed up.

It pushed me to the point of desperation. “Please, I need more,” I whimpered against his lips. When he didn’t react, I pushed him onto his back and straddled over him. I rubbed my cock against his with a groan. “I need you, Mauricio.Please!”

He wrapped his hand around both of our dicks and began rubbing them against each other with the most exquisite friction. “I suppose this is still covered under the stipulation of touching only,” he said, amusement lacing his tone.

I answered him with a hungry kiss as I devoured him with the fiery need driving my lust. My hips thrust harder against him as I picked up speed. He squeezed us together as he pumped us, which made me moan as I rocked against him in a ceaseless rhythm. It all felt so good, but it kept me on edge.

“Fuck, want you in me so bad,” I whined as I wished he was deep inside me. “Want to feel you spilling out of me.Mauricio!”

Why had I been so foolish to suggest we stick to only touching?

Chapter Twenty-Five

MAURICIO

My lust warredwith my sense of decency that wanted to obey Ezra’s wishes that we stick to nonpenetrative forms of foreplay before the honeymoon. I owed it to him to remind him of his original intentions. “But you said you wanted to save that for the honeymoon.”

“I was stupid.” He keened with frustration. “Fuck, I need to come so bad!Please!”

His desperate pleas forced my body into reacting. I flipped us over to pin him on the bed. Reaching over to where we had abandoned the lube earlier, I dispensed some onto my fingers as I slid two of them inside his tight channel at the same time I went down on him.

Ezra’s body jerked under me as he cried out, but I didn’t let up. I sucked his dick with great pleasure while I pumped my fingers in and out of him. He desperately thrust his dick deeper into my mouth, and I opened wider to take more of him. It was why it came as such a surprise when his hands stopped me.

Before I could ask what was wrong, Ezra reversed our positions with a surprising show of dexterity and strength. He guided my arousal to penetrate him, but I had to protest. “You’re not ready to?—”

“Oh, I’mmorethan ready.” He proved his point by riding me hard. I gripped his thighs tightly as I thrust up to meet his bounces, making him cry out as he tossed his head back with wild abandon. It was beautiful watching him derive so much pleasure from our bodies connecting. His exquisite ecstasy drove me to madness as he grew almost hoarse from crying out my name for all his neighbors to hear. But I was too lost in the experience to remind him that we might be disturbing people.

Instead, I raced toward my climax as we set a furious pace while I drilled him hard. He jerked off with increasingly desperate keens, his body moving nonstop with an increasingly frenzied need for more. Neither of us would last long at that pace, especially not after so much teasing.

He succumbed first, spilling his seed all over my stomach with a strangled shout of my name getting caught in his throat. I pulled him down on a forceful thrust as I came inside him in spurts until I was spent. I could feel my cum slowly seeping out of him as he shuddered on top of me with a whimper.

When he leaned forward to kiss me with a tenderness that was in stark contrast to the hard way he had been riding me, I slipped out of him, along with more of my release. It was obscene and filthy, but I couldn’t get enough of it. I loved that he was covered in proof that he was mine. And after tomorrow, he’d be mine to love forever as my lawfully wedded husband.

I had never expected to get married or under such strange circumstances, but Ezra was already the best thing to everhappen to me. I couldn’t wait to escape the city with him and start our honeymoon in whatever exotic location he had picked. It didn’t matter where he picked, as long as we were together.

He collapsed against me in a boneless puddle with a satisfied groan. I wrapped my arms around him to hold him closer, in no rush to move. Getting clean could wait. All I needed in that moment was the feeling of closeness between us as I held him while recovering from our exertion.

Chapter Twenty-Six

EZRA

After enduringthe hassle of filling out more paperwork for the privilege to hurry up and wait, I fidgeted in the horseshoe-shaped atrium on the ugliest green couch I had ever seen.

Mauricio reached over and cupped his hand against the back of my neck to give it a reassuring squeeze. “Hang in there. Our number is coming up soon.”

Etienne watched me with an amused smirk. “Are you okay,mon frère?”

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