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His groans are like sounds ofrelief. Muscles in his back relax beneath my touch as if he’s been tense sincethe day I left.

“Mine,” he growls at my neck,licking and nipping my skin.

“Yours,” spills out amid gasps and moans.

I dig my fingers into his flesh,whimpering and trembling from the incredible rush.

“Varen…” I lock my ankles at hislower back and squeeze him harder as the thrilling force shoots through mybody, overwhelming my core.

Breathing heavily, he increases his motions,keeping my pussy ablaze without a second’s rest to let it cool.

I’m sure our loud groans aren’t onlysaturating this room. They must be reaching the ears of others on my floor, andneither of us cares. We’ve only ever fought to suppress the sounds of our lovemakingwhile in our parents’ house. Right now, we’re liberated, lost in each other.

Punctured cries tear from my throatas the pleasure dam erupts, and I feel Varen shake just as my body begins toshatter beneath him.

“Fuck,” he grinds through clenchedteeth, shooting up his warm fluids inside me while we groan and quiver,clinging to one another.

We’re both panting as we descendfrom the sexual clouds. When our druggy gazes connect, smiles naturally form.

“God, I love you, Toya,” he rasps.“So fucking much.”

“I love you, Varen. Equally as much.”

Caressing my face, he leans in for aslow and passionate kiss that stimulates my senses and leaves me craving more.

In no time, he’s swollen inside mywalls and fucking me again.

I hit the euphoric peak multipletimes.

We’re both winded and sweaty by theend of our wild lovemaking. But Varen still holds me snugly against him.

“Thank you for flying out to see me.That’s sweet of you.”

“I promised I would,” he reminds.

Turning, I rest my chin on his slightlyhairy chest and look into his eyes. “I still feel bad you took off work and spentmoney on a flight—”

“It’s fine, babe,” he assures withthe heart-melting smile that I love so much. “Don’t worry about it.” He snorts.“Sometimes it’s like you forget my family has money. Though I’m working, I dohave additional savings.”

Right. Daniel is the CEO of asuccessful real estate company, and his late wife held a senior-level positionat a marketing firm. Alison and Varen grew up well-off. It’s no surprise thatthey have accounts set aside. I love how they don’t flaunt it, though.

“So, what’s the plan for thisweekend?” His sexy strokes on my arm fan the flames burning under my skin.

I bite my lip and try to calm down. “Um,maybe we could just stay in the room. Aya won’t be here for the long weekend,so you don’t have to check into a hotel.”

A naughty grin forms. “In that case,let’s chill here.” He flattens me on my back, retaking his place between my thighs.“I need to be inside you again.”

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The void I’ve had since leavingBaltimore is now filling to the brim. It feels good to share not only anintimate space with Varen but also a bed again. I miss lying in his arms,talking, making love, and falling asleep together. I miss waking up to find himwatching me in total adoration.

We had to pry apart to dress and goout for dinner the night before, and it was just as hard to get breakfast earlier.

We’re back in bed by noon, staringat each other after making love. I’m beginning to lose count of how many timeshe’s entered me. But I am experiencing a slight ache, so I guess it’s a lot.

“I’m glad you have a privatebathroom,” Varen remarks. “Wouldn’t want to startle the girls in your dorm.”

I giggle. “Well, it’s thanks to Daniel.He was kind enough to cover all my expenses and made sure I got into one of thebest dorms.”

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