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I crush her to me, burying my face in her neck, breathing her in. She’s mine, and I’m hers, and nothing else matters. Not the lies, not the pain, not the fucking world outside this shower.

All that matters is her and the way she makes me feel alive, the way she sees past all my bullshit.

My lips graze the curve of her neck, relearning the shape of her. Her pulse flutters under my mouth, a staccato rhythm that matches my own.

I pull back and swipe my thumb over Mary’s plump lips, tracing their soft contours. She parts them slightly, her tongue darting out to taste my skin. The sight sends a jolt of desire straight to my cock.

Without breaking eye contact, she takes my thumb into her warm, wet mouth.

Her tongue swirls around the pad, sucking gently. It’s the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen. Just like the first night, I met her as Connor.

“Fuck, Blue,” I groan.

She releases my thumb with a soft pop. “Make me feel again.” Her chest rises and falls against mine. “Please.”

My restraint snaps like a rubber band pulled too taut.

I crush my mouth to hers, swallowing her gasps and little moans as I ravish her like a madman. My hands skim down her sides, tracing the curves of her waist and her hips. I want to touch every inch of her, to memorize the feel of her skin beneath my fingertips.

She arches into my touch, her breath hitching as I cup her ass. The heat of her body seeps into mine, igniting a fire in my veins.

I dig my fingers into the flesh of her ass and lift her against the shower wall. Her legs wrap around my waist as our kiss deepens,and the evidence of her desire slicks my length as I grind against her.

“Connor.” Her eyes flutter shut as her body relaxes into mine. “Don’t tease.”

“Never.” Moving my hips in a slow, sensual rhythm, I feel her wet heat against me, and it takes all my restraint not to give in to the desire to thrust deep into her tight sweet pussy.

Her nails dig into my shoulders, nails biting into my skin as she pushes herself harder against me, seeking more friction. “Please, Connor. I need—”

I silence the rest of her plea, rocking into her with a single, deep thrust. A broken moan spills from her lips.

My dick throbs in response, pushing even deeper as Mary’s warmth surrounds me. Fuck, she feels good. So good. Like—

“You’re mine,” I growl against her skin, my hips moving faster.

Her eyes close tightly, and her mouth parts with each thrust, revealing just how deeply she’s lost in this moment, too. I know she’s close. I can feel it in every twitch of her muscles, every shudder that runs through her.

I drive into her again and again, chasing the waves of pleasure threatening to drown us both. I want her, all of her.

“Look at me, Blue.”

Her eyes fly open, meeting mine, and at that moment, the blue depths of her eyes crash over me in waves, and the world falls away.

Her walls clamp around me as she cries out in ecstasy, her climax triggering my own, our eyes locked onto each other.

There’s nothing but her—the feel of her skin against mine, the heat of her body pressed so close. The way her gaze pierces through me, seeing all the dark, twisted parts of my soul and accepting them. Loving them.

She collapses into me, panting lightly, and I wrap an arm around her waist, stabilizing her as my cock is still nestled inside her sweet pussy.

“Stay with me tonight?” she asks.

These last nights, I slept on the couch, not daring to get too close to her.

“If I had my way, we’d never leave this shower.” I plant a soft kiss on her nose, her cheeks, and the corner of her mouth. “You’re not going to disappear on me again, are you?”

“There aren’t many options here.”

“Blue?”

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