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“Oh, hell. What are you doing?” Donovan looked down. “Fuck me.” He flung an arm out, bracing himself against the wall as his cock slid deep into my throat, giving up all pretense of trying to hold back. “Yeah. Just like that. Touch yourself while you suck my cock.”

I moaned against his shaft, so close to coming.

“Rub that clit harder for me.” He pounded the wall. “Goddamn. This is so fucking hot.”

With one last thrust, he let go, groaning as I swallowed his release. The taste of him pushed me over with him, my body shaking as the orgasm lit me up from the inside.

I stood and his mouth crashed over mine again. One kiss. That was all it took and I was wet and wanting him again. Would I ever get my fill? Would it ever be enough for me?

Grabbing my ass, he hoisted me against him and carried me to the bathroom. “We need to shower, we’re covered in sand.”

I gave him a teasing smile. “Look who regained his ability to form complete sentences.”

“Don’t get used to it. This is only temporary.”

Laughing, I hugged him tighter as he turned on the shower.

Within seconds, he lost the ability to make complete sentences again.

Chapter eleven

Violet

Couldapersondiefrom having too many orgasms? It seemed as though this was a theory I was willing to test out. Donovan gave me two more in the shower, one with his mouth and one with his fingers, before I collapsed against him, my bones flat out unwilling to do their job of supporting my body.

He carried me to my bed, then fell face first on the mattress next to me. “I still want to fuck you.”

“So ambitious, but I’m fairly certain the effort will kill you.”

“You might be right.” He rolled over onto his back. “Everything hurts. I feel like I’m eighty. I’m so fucking horny. What the hell is wrong with me?”

“Do you think it’s the magic?”

“No, Cricket.” He took my hand and kissed my palm. “I think it’s just you.”

A small smile played on my lips as a warm glow settled low in my stomach. I was sated and content in a way I’d never been before, and yet, I couldn’t stop my old insecurities from rising to the surface. “You’re not going to wake up in the morning with regrets, are you?”

“I’ve wanted you for over a decade, and the real thing still surpassed all my best fantasies. If you think I’m going to regret that, you’re out of your damn mind.”

I let out a choked laugh. “I’m already in bed with you, you don’t have to lie to me.”

“No lies.” He leaned up and began kissing my neck, his lips brushing over my gills. Apparently, he only needed a five second rest before he was ready to go again. “I’ve been dreaming of having you like this for years. I thought it was too late for us.”

“Hold on.” I put my hand on his forehead and pushed his head back, forcing him to meet my eyes. “Tell me the truth, not whatever your short-circuiting sex brain is telling you to say. How long have you wanted me like this?”

He sighed and dropped his head. “Remember when we all decided to ditch second period astronomy our senior year and spent the day on the beach?”

I smiled at the memory. It had been an unusually hot day in April, and we wanted to spend it at the beach. So the entire senior class, all thirty-five of us, planned an impromptu Ditch Day. I’d been dating Jackson Everett at the time and Donovan had been dating Missy Carlton. They broke up shortly after that day.

“That was so much fun. Remember when Javier choked on that hot dog?”

“You want to know what I remember most?” He brushed my hair back from my face. “You found a piece of orange sea glass and placed it in my hand, saying it reminded you of me.”

Because it was rare and beautiful.

“I think I loved you for a long time before that, but I didn’t really know what to call it because I was a boneheaded teenage boy who was terrified of his feelings.” With every word, he stole more and more of my breath from me. “Until the day you put that sea glass in my hand and looked at me like I made the sun rise. That was when I knew I wanted to marry you.”

I was dumbstruck. Totally and completely in shock. “What?”

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