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In the best fucking way possible.

“I don’t know if that’s crazy, or—” she rambles, but I cut her off with a scorching hot kiss that I hope she feels in her damn soul.

Because I feel it in mine.

“I love you too, Sam,” I say against her swollen lips. “Sam West or Samantha Ray—I love all of you.”

She smiles against me, her mouth pressed along the scruff of my jaw as she fumbles with the button on my pants.

Her fingers are cold against my hot skin, but it doesn’t bother me—I just need her.

The woman I love.

The one who feels the same.

I’ve never been with someone I truly love like this, and the moment we’re free of the barriers between us, my pants wrapped around my ankles, I sink into her, reveling in this feeling of ecstasy.

I roll my hips and savor this moment, knowing it’s already ingrained in my memory forever.

Leaning my forehead to hers, I inhale the sweet smell of coconut and sex as I pull out and thrust back into her tight, wet heat, her thighs trembling around my waist.

“Yes, Xander,” she breathes, her pants echoing in my ear. “More. Give me more.”

“Always.” I kiss her again as I pull out, the cold air skimming over my soaked dick and causing a jolt to my nervous system. Heart pumping, I stand upright, throw her legs onto both my shoulders, and slide back inside her.

The soft and smooth skin of her legs rubs against my jaw as I rock my hips into her, loving how sexy this position is.

She squeezes my rigid length more tightly, and the friction makes me see stars as the anticipation builds.

My abs clench more and more painfully with each thrust.

The sounds of our slick skin slapping as we come together echoes in the silent room, and although we’re alone in this house, we might as well be the only ones in the world.

Whether we’re on Maui, in LA, or out in fucking space, Sam and I will always be one.

Because her face in the dim moonlight streaming in from between the curtains of the far window is all I see.

She’s all I feel.

Sam is the only one my heart beats this quickly for.

With my name on her sultry lips, she cries out as her body writhes against the hard wooden surface of the table, her arms spread out to her sides to grip the edges.

“Fuck,” I hiss and fall forward with my own climax, my balls squeezing tight as I come with the force of the last seven nights that I spent without her.

My vision is blurred, and I hang on to her strong legs still wrapped around my head to steady myself.

“Wow,” she says, her voice raspy like she spent all night screaming—and I plan to make her scream some more, all right.

“Jesus,” I whisper, licking my lips and matching her response. “Come here.”

I gently unhook her ankles from behind my neck and help her stand upright. Once she’s balanced, I run my knuckles up to her cheek and place a soft, lingering kiss to her mouth.

“That was… just wow.” She pants and brings her hands to rest on my chest, peering up at me through dazed and sparkling eyes.

“Agreed.” I chuckle, smoothing her hair back. “Let’s get you changed. I have plans for us.”

“Plans?” she asks. It’s an idle question, although there’s plenty of confusion too.

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