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  I inhale deeply as he comes toward me, his cock jutting out in front of him, his eyes dark and hungry. He looks as if he is about to devour me, and damn it, I want him to.

  Over and over again.

  He places a knee between my legs before he looks down at me, his fingers circling my nipple. “You’re sure?”

  “Yes.”

  “Hundred percent?”

  “A trillion percent,” I say, all but panting.

  Jesus, I love every single curve of his body.

  And I know he loves mine.

  He moves his eyes along my body as he flashes me a quick grin. He positions himself between my legs, covering my body with his, and man, he feels good. His cock is resting against my pulsing center, and when he looks at me, this becomes really real, really fast.

  Oh fuck.

  His eyes turn soft. Gone is the hunger as his hand cups my face. He runs his thumb along my lip, his eyes searching mine. “I will go so slow. I won’t hurt you.”

  I nod jerkily. “I know.”

  “Or we can not—”

  “No, I want to.”

  He inhales hard, and his eyes continue to search mine. Leaning down, he presses his nose into mine, and I can’t stop the grin from forming. He knows I love when he does this. With his gaze locked on mine, he angles my leg up, opening me to him. He moves his cock along my wet slit, but all I can do is stare into his eyes—his captivating, spell-binding, dark-blue eyes. I feel the pressure of him entering me, and inch by solid inch, he fills me. It’s slow; he’s thick and beautifully gentle. His eyes never leave mine, and when I grimace, he stops, kissing my lips so sweetly.

  “I got you.”

  He does. I know he does.

  When he is fully inside me, his eyes fall shut and I hold on to him. “Fuck, you’re so tight.”

  I can feel him throbbing inside me, and the expression on his face is the same as when I sucked him in the hall the other day. Biting his lip, he opens his eyes, meeting mine with concern. “Are you okay?”

  I press my lips together, breathing in through my nose. “It’s uncomfortable.”

  “I know. I’m going to start moving, okay?”

  “Okay.”

  Positioning his hands on either side of my neck, he lifts himself up before pulling out just as slowly as he had gone in. While I stare at him, he watches as he goes back inside me. It doesn’t hurt, but it isn’t great yet. He moves out once more before pushing into me, his eyes so dark. That time wasn’t so bad. His face is taut, the veins in his arms are bulging, but he looks stunningly blissful. He pushes into me once more, this time not so slow, and it feels so much better. I tilt my hips so he can go deeper, and his eyes dart to me.

  “Google,” I say, and he just blinks.

  “You’re killing me,” he says, falling back on his haunches. He brings my ass up on his thighs before thrusting into me, and that was really good. Arching off the bed, I meet each thrust. I really don’t know why I waited to do this with him. Soon, we find a rhythm, and it’s beyond amazing. He’s hitting a spot that is so wonderful, and it’s not long before I feel my body getting hotter and tighter. His name falls from my lips with each thrust, and I’m on fire. And then I’m coming. Hard. Everything goes dark when I squeeze my eyes shut, his name exploding from the back of my throat. Sounding strangled and deep.

  Dry-humping and foreplay come nowhere near the feel of him deep inside me while I come.

  Holding on to his wrist as he moves in and out of me, I can’t seem to catch my breath. Yet, I’m mesmerized by his beautiful face. The tic in his jaw, the half-lidded gaze of his eyes, and his wet lips, swollen from our kisses. I don’t ever want to leave this bed. I don’t want to be with anyone but him.

  He is everything.

  “Ah, fuck,” he groans, and then he stills inside me, his cock throbbing deep within. “Sofia… Fuck, Sofia.”

  I thought the sound of the crowd when I got a ten was breathtaking, but that doesn’t come close to the sound of my name from Ryan’s lips as he comes. Lowering himself to the bed, he pulls out before wrapping his arms around me and holding me close. He presses his lips to mine and eats at my mouth, nibbling and kissing until I’m wild for him all over again.

  “Are you okay?” he whispers, his fingers dancing along my jaw.

  “I’m great,” I whisper back, tucking my hands up under his chin. “That was amazing—after the initial shock of having something inside me. It was so good.”

  “And we’re just getting started,” he says with a wink, and my face breaks into a huge grin. “We’ll get up and clean up in a second. I’m spent. You broke me.”

  I snort as I gaze into his beautiful face, completely taken aback by how lucky I was that he wanted me. Sighing loudly, I move a few stray hairs behind his ear before I place my lips so close to his. “Hey, Ryan.”

  He opens his eyes, meeting my gaze. “Yeah, baby?”

  “There are no flowers, chocolates, or music. And guess what?” I ask, looking deep into his eyes.

  A bright and beautiful smile comes over his sweet mouth. “What?”

  “I will never, for the rest of my life, forget this moment. Ever.”

  He presses his nose into mine, his eyes burning, wet with emotion. “Really? You sure it was okay?”

  I’m breathless, cupping his strong jaw. “Ryan, it was perfect.”

  “I mean, I thought so,” he teases, and I smile. “But it doesn’t matter about me. Only you.”

  God, under his gaze, I feel like I’m the most important thing in his world.

  I know I’m not. But sometimes, when his lips are quirked just so and his eyes are burning into mine, I feel it.

  And I love him for it.

  Chapter Thirty-Six

  Ryan

  Sofia’s leg is lying over my stomach, my arm is around her, holding her close, while my other hand moves up and down her silky-smooth thigh. Her nose is pressed to mine, and I can’t stop looking at her. Her face is flushed, her lips red and puffy from my rough kisses. She has faint marks along her jaw and her neck, all from me. She’s stunningly naked beside me, and she has the best body. So strong, so thick, and so fucking beautiful.

  And at the moment, she’s all mine.

  We ran naked across the hall for a shower, where I made love to her again. Despite what she found on the Google, she was not one of the 11,000 cases of accidental death in the shower during sex. She lived through it, much to her surprise, but she did scream a lot. I enjoyed every second of it, but then, I don’t think there has been a moment when I didn’t enjoy Sofia. Even when she was blowing me off, I enjoyed it.

  Not sure what that says about me, but I can’t get enough of this girl.

  I move my nose with hers, her eyes sparkling with satisfaction as we share a breath. She’s glowing, looking so good it leaves me speechless. I press my lips to hers, and she leans into me, tucking her hands under my neck where she loves leaving them. I fall into the kiss, deepening it. She tastes so sweet, like the pieces of Bubble Yum Quinnie gave us both. I hadn’t chewed mine, but she did, making her kisses sticky-sweet.

  Pulling back, I gaze into her eyes, loving every single freckle along her nose and cheeks. “You okay?”

  She rolls her eyes. “I’m not fragile.”

  “No? You looked terrified when I had you against the shower wall,” I throw back at her, and she smirks at me.

  “Ryan, I couldn’t be case 11,001. Could you imagine what my mom would say? What your mom would say? No way.”

  Actually, I didn’t think anything about them, only her. I press my nose to hers, kissing her top lip. “You think I’d let anything happen to you?”

  Her eyes search mine, a small little grin pulling at her lips. “I know you won’t.”

  “Exactly.” I draw in a deep breath, her apple and flowers scent intoxicating me. She leaves me feeling drunk. After the shittastic way this day went, I really didn’t think I could feel the way I do—completely and utterly carefree. I was pissed at