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“Jake, I’m about to…” I’m so close to orgasm, I probably shouldn’t have said anything.

Without warning, he changes positions, dropping my legs back onto the bed. He uses his hands to support himself on top of me. His thrusts become slower but harder. Each hard thrust has my moans slowly turn into screams. I’m so close to orgasm.

“No, beautiful. Not until I say so.” He caresses my cheek, capturing my mouth to his. His body on, and in, mine feels as though we’re one.

Each second, it becomes harder to do as he says. Especially when he lowers a thumb to my clit. The building pressure inside me is now too strong to control. I relish in the release like a well-deserved reward.

“Jake,” I scream within seconds, letting go.

He lets out a feral groan not even a second later, giving one last hard thrust into me. “Fuck. Mia.”

A couple of seconds go by as we ride each other through our orgasm, making the pleasure last longer.

Finally, he relaxes his body, resting his head on my chest. His cock is still inside me. “I love you, Mia.”

“I love you, too.” I kiss his head.

He worships me all day and night. And every time we reach oblivion together, he tells me he loves me.

After a while, we decide to experiment. And by noon the next day, there isn’t a surface in the apartment we haven’t had sex on. Every time I think I’m exhausted, he helps me find a newfound energy to go again.

By four, we’re in the shower together. His mouth is on my clit as he helps me ride out my one of now-countless orgasms.

I barely have time to catch my breath when he scoops me into his arms, pins me against the tile, and impales my swollen pussy with his cock.

I let out a loud gasp in pleasure, and move my hips with his. At this point, I’m molded just for him.

He lifts me up and down into one hard and fast thrust after the next. I audibly pant into our next blissful climax together. We stare into each other’s eyes. His piercing gaze is for me and only me. He doesn’t have to use words to tell me I belong to him.

“I don’t think I could ever get enough of you,” I tell him as I find my voice again.

I don’t know if there’s a better way to describe how much more of this man I want. I could lick, tease, and make love with him for eternity, and it still wouldn’t be enough.

“I’ll never have enough of you. You’re mine, Mia.”

“And I’m yours,” I whisper in his ear as we reach the edge and fall over the edge together again.

Chapter Twenty-Four

Monday, January 9

Jonathan and Kiera’s home

Mia

After ringing the doorbell, I silently wait. My lilac blouse, black business jacket, and pants protect me from the cold early evening breeze.

Shortly after Jake and I arrived at the office this morning, we quickly found out Jonathan and Kiera would be out for a couple of days.

I decide to visit my brother’s home for two reasons. The first is to see how Kiera is doing. That’s the reason I give Jonathan when asking to visit him. The second, and one I’m still trying to find the words to, is about me being with Jake. The man I love. His best friend and business partner.

Now that I know things between their relationship are going to be okay, I feel more at ease with talking to my brother about Jake and me. For years, I believed Jon to be the reason Jake andI would never be together. But I understand now I was wrong. Calling him only to hang up on him, the previous day must have left him a bit confused. I came to his house to not just give clarity to him, but also to find some for myself.

A few minutes later, I hear the door unlatch and watch it open. Jonathan stands in front of me.

“Hey, baby sister.” He hugs me. “Come on in.”

With his gesture, I walk through the threshold, smiling. The house, despite being somewhat cluttered with bags of laundry, is still as spectacular as ever with its grand staircase and elegant aesthetic.

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