Page 85 of Can't Always Get What You Want

I reach for him next, fingers finding the button of his jeans. I work it open, drag the zipper down, and he helps me, shimmying them off with a laugh as they get tangled around one ankle.

He kicks them away without looking, eyes still locked on mine.

Now we’re down to nothing but the bare essentials—and even those feel like too much space between us.

He steps back in, his hands sliding over my thighs again as he leans in to kiss me. It’s slower this time. Full of promise. Full of patience.

“You sure?” he murmurs against my lips.

I nod.

Absolutely.

Yes.

Fuck me…

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When I push into Nova, I want to die.

Wither away.

She feels so fucking good…

Every breath leaves my body. Every coherent thought dies a fast, fiery death. I am officially a ghost of a man. A blissed-out, barely-functioning ghost with no thoughts, no dignity, and only one very singular,veryfocused priority.

She leans back, her tits full and begging to be sucked on. I can hardly concentrate; every brain cell has departed.

God she’s tight…

Fuck…

Holy shit… I swear the Earth tilts on its axis.

I have to try not to close my eyes.

Have to make an effort to stay coherent as I slowly thrust into her, hips slamming into her, savoring every goddamn second like I might never get to do this again.

Her head drops back. Her mouth parts.

She moans, tipping her head back, hair hanging behind her in a waterfall—an invitation to bury my face against her neck, breath her in like oxygen and I’ve been starved for it.

Her skin is hot and slick, and when I kiss her beneath her ear, her whole body shudders around my dick.

“Oh God.” She moans. “Jesus, you’re so hard.”

I nearly lose it right there.

Her hands clutch at my shoulders, her nails dragging down my back, and I can’t help the sound that rips from my throat.

“Fuck, Nova…”

She moans something back, something garbled and breathy that might be my name or might be a warning. I’m not sure. All I know is that I need to hold on. I need to make this last. I need tofeelit—every inch, every second.

My eyes focus on her jiggling tits…

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