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“Please.” Ugh, she had never begged for sex. But if she didn’t feel him inside her in the next thirty seconds, she might actually explode and die.

He hovered at her entrance, trailing himself over her. She appreciated foreplay as much as the next girl, but it was go time. She planted her hands on his hips and pulled him toward her.

In a swift movement, he entered.

She gasped. Even though she had never been more turned on in her entire life, her body hadn’t been quite prepared for that girth.

There was concern in his eyes, and he froze. “Did I hurt you?”

“No.” She gripped his hips and pulled him in deeper, until he was completely buried in her.

They stayed like that for a moment, something indescribable passing between them. For a second, she felt more whole than she had in two years. Fulfilled, cared for. And painfully aroused.

The spell blurred at the edges like a hazy watercolor, and he glided in and out. Pressure was building again. She yanked him down to kiss him, desperate to be as close as possible.

The strength of his thrusts grew until they were inching across the blankets.

Breaths tore from her lips, and her fingers twisted in her hair as he propelled her closer and closer. Her eyes went shut, and his free hand drifted to her cheek.

“Look at me, Jade. I want to see you feel everything.”

Her eyes snapped open, and he stared hungrily back at her. That wasn’t something you would usually say to a casual hookup or even a friend with benefits. The lines were blurring. Did he feel it too?

There was no time to dissect what was going on in the present moment. All she could do was feel.

She lifted her hips, rocking with him as he thrust deeper and deeper. His thumb slid over her lips, and she clutched at his back. She was probably leaving Catwoman-level scratch marks down his spine as she fought for control.

His hand slid down her torso until he found her center again. His thumb traced circles over her, and everything in her threatened to explode.

“God, you’re beautiful.”

Her whole body tensed. His did too. With a final thrust, release engulfed her like a detonation. He lowered himself onto his forearms, still buried in her. Her arms fell limply around him as her legs shook like a leaf in a hurricane. She might never recover from this.

Dropping his mouth to hers, he kissed her softly, tenderly, still pulsating inside her. She gripped him for a final time, and he broke apart with a nip to her bottom lip.

He lowered himself to the pillows and lay next to her, tugging her over so she rested on her side. She placed a hand on his chest, and his glided to settle on her hip.

Sex when you actually cared about your partner was different. Worlds different. She had almost forgotten.

“How am I supposed to go back to meaningless hookups now that I know what’s waiting for me in the realm of friends with benefits?”

“Well, it’s only a five-hour drive,” Rett said softly.

Five hours. They might as well have been on opposite sides of the country. Anxiety flared in her chest. Maybe some more sparkling wine would help take her mind off that fact.

She sat up, and he looked at her. “More wine?”

“Definitely. I’ll get the dessert.”

CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO

JADE

“I still can’t getover how good this is,” Jade said as she sampled a fresh glass of sparkling wine.

Every part of her body was at peace—except for her mind, maybe.

“It’s not bad,” Rett conceded. “But it could be better.”

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