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I heard his voice as if from a distance.

He kissed up my body, but he took his sweet time, starting at my ankles. I wasn't even sure if I was recovering from my orgasm or was simply getting turned on again. Maybe a bit of both. I felt every kiss intensely, as if my skin was simply too sensitive for his lips and his callused hands. When he kissed my inner thigh, I thought he was going to put his mouth on my center again, but he moved even farther until he trailed up my neck and then went to my ear.

"I want to make you mine like this every single day."

"Promise," I whispered.

"I fucking promise, babe."

He kissed down my torso, but I wasn't going to let him get away with torturing me for too long. I could reach his cock from this position, and that was exactly what I did. I pumped it up and down, pressing my thumb across the crown.

"Jesus," he exclaimed, dropping his head back and groaning. He leaned over and kissed my neck once more. I braced myself, digging my fingers into the leather. I was still so sensitive and tight from my last orgasm that I released a deep, guttural sound when he slowly pushed inside me. I pulsed around him.

"Oh God, this feels good. This is so good."

I almost came apart from the sensation of having all of him inside me. I could barely catch my breath. I balled my hands into fists, needing to brace myself; I knew this orgasm would simply tear me apart.

He pulled back and thrust inside harder. The slapping sounds of our bodies filled my mind, intensifying my emotions.

"Oh," I moaned. My voice was shaky, and so was my body.

I braced myself, and then I took one hand away, needing to touch him. I reached the side of his thigh. It was clenched from the effort he was making as he thrust and thrust inside me, fast and deep. Nothing could ever feel more perfect than this... except his hand on my clit. When I felt the brush of his fingers, my thighs almost gave in.

I was completely lost in Sam. I wasn't sure if the grunts were truly mine or his, or perhaps they belonged to both of us. It was pure sensation. I wasn't even aware of my body anymore, just of the immense pleasure this man was giving me.

I exploded with a muffled cry, burying my face in the armrest. My entire body went from being strung tight and on edge to feeling like I was floating. I heard Sam cry out my name. I loved that sound so much.

I loved him.

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Avery

Two weeks later

"Babe, you've alreadysnapped a picture of the Eiffel Tower."

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