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"You're going to bend over for my cock," he growls in my ear before biting my neck. "Only for my cock."

Then he slams me forward to bend me over my desk, keeping his fingers on my clit, and drives in to the hilt with one ruthless thrust.

I can't think as he hammers into me without mercy and rubs and squeezes my clit. I've never had more than two orgasms before in one session, but my fourth one blasts through me, the most intense one yet. I scream hoarsely as he pinches my clit and rips my climax through me.

"Vito," I nearly sob, twitching as he doesn't let up on my clit until his cock swells and bursts inside me again. He moans my name over and over as the orgasm ripples through him, and he pumps inside me. My walls are still quivering around him and each squeeze seems to prolong his pleasure.

He collapses forward, his elbows catching his weight as I'm flat and boneless on the desk. I have to be satiated now because I can't move. I don't think my legs will support me if I try to stand.

My heart hammers against my desk.

The sex, the foreplay, the oral sex, the kissing… I've never experienced anything like it.

And I don't think I ever will again.

One night has to be enough.

Chapter 20

Vito

It'sbeenthemostintense hours of my life. I've run the spectrum between sheer hell and heavenly bliss.

Hell was waking up to Lexa. Then to Eden's walking in and her cold, dispassionate departure from the house.

Feeling sick and wracked with guilt. Then, panic and terror as Raf and I rushed to Eden's.

Then to a soul-gripping rage and satisfaction as I ended Cutt and Jax.

A burning curiosity and the need to know all of Eden's secrets. Even more respect for her as she refused to be shut out of the cleanup of the bodies.

The need and want I've felt for her for months was intensified as she matched Raf and me, shovel-for-shovel, as we dug a grave for our enemies.

Then, the disbelief and joy of discovering there's a way for us to come together that's unknown to anyone else.

And finally… heaven. Pure. Absolute. Heaven.

Never have I felt pleasure like I did touching Eden: tasting her, sinking into her wet, tight heat, eating her perfect pussy, or having her mouth on my cock.

I've never felt physical sensations like that in my life. But it wasn't just the physical, even though I'm not looking too hard there.

All I know is I have an unquenchable thirst for her.

I fucked her multiple times. Not once.Multiple. Times.Because it wasn't just the two times—in the passageway and over her desk.

After Eden had literally bent over formycock, I somehow got our jelly-like bodies to the sofa and pulled her onto me. My tall, big-ass frame didn't fit the sofa, but I made it work and kept her flush against me. We slept, even though I'veneverslept with someone beside me before. Sleep hadn't dulled our insatiable need for each other, though, and it wasn't long before we woke up, pawing and panting for one another, and she rode me. Then I bent her over a chair for another round.

How my cock had gotten it up that many times in six hours, I have no idea.

The concept of one-and-done—typically something my dick is onboard for, and after having tasted a pussy once, it's indifferent and keen to move on—is not settling into reality here.

I knew before I even sank into her that once wouldn't be enough. I said two rounds, then one night.

I'd fuck her, she'd fuck me, then we'd be done with each other.

She'd be out of my system like it had always been with any other woman.

Right now, I stare up at the ceiling, lying on the floor on my back, with Eden half lying on me with her leg and arm draped over me.

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