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Her thighs trembled and the wrought iron bars that criss-crossed the headboard groaned as she pulled on them. I feasted like a starving man, captivated by the rhythmic jutting of her hips each time my tongue touched her clit.

My fingers dug into her ass hard enough I knew there would be bruises tomorrow, but I didn't give a fuck. I needed her closer so I could push my tongue further into her pussy.

"More." she begged. "Fuck, Ahren. More."

Her sultry voice moaning my name undid me and I sucked on her clit—hard.

A string of curses left her lips as her body shook above me, then collapsed against the headboard.

Reluctantly, I pulled her back until she was sitting on my stomach.

"You OK?" I asked quietly, my thumbs ghosting along her sides.

She nodded, rising shakily on her knees.

Before I could react, she grabbed my cock and sank down on it, taking all of me in one stroke.

"Fuck!" she yelled.

"What the hell did you do that for? You're supposed to ease it in." I stifled a groan. For all my protestations, she felt fucking amazing squeezing my cock.

Her eyes slid shut, her head shaking from side to side.

"I'd rather just get it over with. I'm a rip the bandage off, girl."

I nodded. I mean, I understood wanting to get past the pain and straight to the pleasure, but my cock was far from small and her pussy had felt tight against my tongue.

"How long until it stops hurting?" she asked, her voice tight.

"I'm not sure. I told you, I've never been with a virgin before. Maybe if you moved—slowly, it would ease things a bit."

"Ok."

She placed her hands on my chest and pushed herself up until only the tip was in before dropping herself down slowly. This time, I couldn't suppress the deep groan of pleasure. Lifting herself slower, she dropped on my cock, her eyes flying open.

"Holy shit, that feels good."

She repeated the same movements over and over, a little faster until she had worked herself into a rhythm that had both of us gasping for air, just on the edge of exploding.

With my hands on her hips, I pushed up into her, meeting every drop of her hips with a thrust of my own. My thumb slid around her thigh and teased against her clit.

"Ahren. I—fuck," she murmured, her eyes wild and unfocused as the pleasure rose within her.

I pushed up harder, slamming into her repeatedly as I chased my own release.

"Oh-I-fuck. Ahh!" she screamed as her orgasm hit. Her body lost its rhythm, but I continued pounding as her pussy squeezed my cock, pushing me over the edge.

I came with her name on my tongue, clarity striking me like a bolt of lightning from a clear sky. No question—I loved her.

Chapter 40

TIERNEY

My arm stretched out, swiping across the bed, reaching for Ahren, but only finding cold, empty sheets. It took a beat longer than it should have for my sleep-addled brain to register he wasn't here.

Neither of us were emotional creatures, but he had been treating me so well, I allowed myself to hope for more. He had kept every promise he made me last night, making me feel things I didn't have the words to describe. Wringing every drop of pleasure from my body, to the point of me begging—telling him I couldn't come any more—and him proving me wrong as he coaxed one final orgasm from my overstimulated body.

It was a level of pure bliss I honestly never thought I'd experience—at least not in this lifetime. But my cold, dead, frozen heart had begun to thaw—had begun longing for tiny moments like waking up in his arms.

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