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She stares at me, her finger still hovering over my lips, and on impulse, I lean in and suck it in.She gasps, her eyes widening, but then her other hand lands on my thigh and moves just a fraction to brush against my aching cock.

I bite back a groan and gently release her finger.

“Kendall…”

She swallows, and her hand moves more decisively, rubbing over my erection.

I can’t hold back the groan this time.“Fuck… are you sure you know what you’re doing?”Because if this is just because she’s scared, I don’t want her to hate me even more for taking advantage.That is, I badly want to take advantage, but?—

“I think so,” she whispers, eyes darkening.“Do you have a condom?”

Fuuuck.“No.But… I’m clean.”I dare not even hope she’s on the pill and willing to?—

“I’m clean too and have an IUD,” she says breathlessly.“Not that it matters if?—”

“If you say we’re about to die, I will not fuck you,” I say thickly, though it’s a huge bluff.

I’d fuck her even if the swamp werecurrently engulfing us—and I’d drown a happy man.

“Okay.”She bites her lip and flinches as another clap of thunder shakes the cabin.Her voice is husky.“Then do it as a distraction.Make me forget.”

“That I can do.”I pull her to me, growling into her ear, “In fact, I will fuck you so hard you’ll think the sun is shining.”

Chapter21

Kendall

As soon asAshton’s lips clash with mine, the outside world fades away, and my already-racing pulse goes into overdrive.

His tongue invades my mouth, a prelude for what I want his cock to do.My inner muscles clench, and to call what I am wet would not do my condition justice.

I’m soaking.

Needy.

Greedy for him.

Ripping desperately at his clothes, I free his magnificent erection while he peels my slip from me.

“Glorious,” he rasps, cupping my left breast.

“Don’t get distracted,” I say breathlessly.

Nostrils flaring, he captures my nipples—the right one with his mouth, the left with his fingers.

Holy crap.Can you come from attention to the nipples?Because I feel on the verge of doing just that, but then his erection presses against my sex, andthatmakes me almost come as well.

“You’re positive you want this?”The question seems to require Ashton to possess an impossible level of self-control.

In reply, I grip his cock and guide him to my entrance, where I’m desperate for it.

His blue-gray eyes are molten as they peer into mine.Slowly, he pushes into me, allowing my muscles to adjust to his girth.

No.That’s not what I need.“Faster.”

With an animalistic grunt, he thrusts all the way.

Yes.

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