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“I know, baby. I know. You’re doing so good.”

I kiss her again, stroking her hips, letting her adjust as I push in deeper. She’s tight as hell, gripping me like a vise, and the feel of her around me is insane.

When I’m fully seated inside her, I pause…just breathing, shaking from the restraint it takes not to lose control.

She lifts her hips experimentally, and I groan. “Ella…”

“Move,” she whispers. “Please.”

So I do.

Slowly at first, making sure every movement brings more pleasure than pain. And when she starts to meet my thrusts, I lose the last of my restraint.

I fuck her slow. Deep. Driving into her with every ounce of control I have. Her name falls from my lips like a prayer. She clings to me like I’m the only thing anchoring her to earth.

And maybe I am.

I feel her coming again, her body spasming around me, and that’s it.

I let go.

My orgasm hits like a freight train, ripping through me, my vision white-hot as I spill inside her, deeper than I’ve ever been in my life.

We’re both shaking when it’s over, my weight braced over her on shaking arms, her hands tangled in my hair.

I kiss her forehead. Her cheeks. Her lips. Everywhere.

She smiles up at me, dazed and glowing.

“That was…”

“Yeah,” I whisper, still breathless. “It was.”

Perfect.

Chapter Five

Ella

“Doing okay?” he murmurs into my hair.

I nod, smiling against his chest. “More than okay.”

He presses a kiss to the top of my head, then another behind my ear. I shiver, and feel him grin into my hair.

“You hungry?” he asks, kissing my neck.

I nod. “Mm-hmm.”

“I got you, baby.” He pulls back a little to reach for his pack.

I sit up and watch him dig through his gear, the tattoos on his back rippling with his movements. I can’t believe I just gave my virginity to a man I just met.

But then, when I see the way the muscles in his arms flex as he pulls out some food, and the way he turns to grin at me like I’m the most beautiful thing in the world…I can believe it.

“Gourmet or survival mode?” he asks.

I laugh. “I feel like we’re already in survival mode.”

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