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Elle writhed and moaned. Sliding her hands into his damp hair, she grasped firmly to his skull, holding him to her as he lavished her with relentless pleasure.

The orgasm came upon her so swiftly she was almost disappointed that she didn’t have more time to enjoy his wonderful mouth. But the glorious sensations soon took over all thought, tumbling through her like a sparkling tidal wave. Abandoning her upon a blissful shore, weak and sated.

Chapter Twenty-one

Max swiped a hand over his mouth. His muscles strained as he tried to slow his heaving breaths and reclaim a bit of self-control. There was nothing in the world as captivating—as bloody heart-stopping—as Elle unraveling to his intimate kiss. The way she moved...the sounds she made...the brilliant light of wonder in her eyes as she rocked her hips to claim every stroke of his tongue.

Rising up over her, he couldn’t stop himself from taking one quivering breast deep into the heat of his mouth—making her arch her body in a luscious curve—before turning his head to tongue the peak of the other. He took her mouth in a deep, drugging, languid kiss as he positioned his already hardened cock at her entrance.

He was desperate to thrust deep inside her wet heat and claim his place there.

Lifting his head, he waited for her sooty lashes to flutter and lift, revealing the melting blue of her gorgeous gaze. Her lips were parted and glistening, her breath was short, and her pulse raced in that hollow of her collarbone.

Holding her gaze as if it were a priceless gem he couldn’t risk looking away from, he pushed into her tight sheath with an almost painful slowness. Forcing them both to revel in every breathless increment of possession.

Her breath puffed delicately against his lips, but he didn’t take her mouth in a kiss. He was too entranced—too fucking bewitched—by the beauty of her eyes, the swirling magic and sparkling reverence that shone ever brighter with every inch he claimed.

He slid one hand into her thick silken curls to palm the back of her head and the other splayed between her shoulder blades as she tilted her hips and wrapped her legs around his hips to take him deeper.

And when he was finally seated to the hilt, his brows tensed in a heavy scowl. He had to fight the urge to start thrusting with all the madness built up inside him. His jaw clenched and released as he managed to mutter only one word. “Mine.”

Her answer was a sultry moan and the flick of her tongue against his lips.

And he finally gave in to his lust and hunger and need.

His mouth sealed over hers as he pumped his hips, sliding his cock in and out in an almost punishing rhythm until her teeth clamped down on his lower lip and her heels dug into his low back. Her moan seemed to come straight from her core, forced free by the intense squeezing pulses of her sex.

The strength of her orgasm clenching his cock sent him over the edge. Pleasure exploded through his body, releasing in waves until there was nothing left of him.

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SHE WAS LOST.

Lost in a receding haze of pleasure. Lost in gentle confusion that was surprisingly comforting rather than disturbing. Lost in him.

He still lay atop her, his weight sprawled and unmoving, his breath sliding against the side of her neck, his heartbeat slowing in time with hers as her fingertips trailed lightly up and down his back.

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