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In the quiet, with her in my arms, the world falls away, leaving only this: her trust, her warmth, and a peace I never expected.

I press another kiss to her hair, letting the quiet moment wrap around us like a promise, holding her close as sleep begins to pull me under, content in a way I hadn’t thought possible.

Slowly, I kiss her, her eyes fluttering open gently with each kiss. She sighs gently, waking up again, a smile crossing her soft lips.

“You woke me up,” she sighs, stretching and thrusting her ass straight against my crotch.

“You’re waking me up,” I moan, pressing myself against her.

My hands fall to the waistband of her sweats, and she kisses me over and over, thrusting herself toward me.

For a moment, I’m worried about catching whatever she’s got.

But on the other hand, I’m in awe of her and I can’t say no to what I’ve started.

My fingers slide beneath the edge of her sweats, slipping them down, exposing her perfectly shaped ass to the night air. Myhand slides across her, feeling her warm skin and the way she stiffens under my touch.

I pull myself out, my thick, hot cock throbbing in the dark. I press myself against her, feeling the wetness between her legs and listening to her sighs.

“Are you too sick for me to have sex with you?”

“No, I want it,” she sighs, grinding her wet pussy against me. “Please.”

My grip on her tightens as I hold her still, pressing myself inside of her.

“Brody,” she gasps softly, gripping my hand that’s on her hip in tight fingers. She cants her hips back, giving me more access and more room to move, and I oblige.

I slide my hand up her body and squeeze her breast, teasing the nipple as I pull slowly all the way back out of her, only to thrust back in.

“You feel amazing,” I say to her on a moan as her walls squeeze me, milking away at my cock greedily.

“Not as good as you,” she whispers before crying out as I press all the way home inside of her with a sharp thrust.

She tries to push me to go faster, but I shake my head a little and slide my hand down to press her lower body back against me.

I keep up my slow, relentless pace, feeling my body coiling tighter and tighter. She’s pleading, begging, bargaining with me, but I just keep pressing in and out, in and out, with a steady rhythm.

“Brody,” she gasps, squirming in my arms. “Please. Please make me come.”

“As you wish,” I murmur to her, slithering my fingers down her body and finding her clit. I sweep my fingers over it a few times, and she rewards me by coming apart with a highscream, her pussy fluttering around me, a gush of moisture accompanying her release.

“Oh lord, Tasha. God, you’re good to me,” I rasp out, pumping into her two more times and then shuddering with a violent release that curls my toes.

I try my best to pull out in time, but admittedly, I’m out of practice. Besides, we’ve never worried about protection even once. She has to be on the pill. She would say something if she wasn’t.

“Thank you for being here,” she says to me, twisting around to face me and pressing her face against my chest.

“Thank you for letting me be here for you,” I say back, squeezing her tightly.

I try not to think about what might happen if she doesn’t want to stay with me. Hell, I don’t even know how to ask her to stay with me. I don’t even know what that would look like, if I'm honest.

I decide I’m too tired to try and figure this all out tonight.

Instead of worrying about our situation, I just cuddle her back against me and allow sleep to claim me.

Chapter Fifteen

Tasha

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