Page 63 of Midnight Hunt

I’d always been able to get off while watching her come undone by my touch. It was stimulating,thrillingto see how she reacted to me. Every moan, every gasp for breath, every quiver and cry sent me into a euphoric state.

As I started to drown in her pleasure, overwhelmed by how good it felt to be filling her trembling body with utmost bliss, I prepared to orgasm right along with her. It hadn’t been my goal to end the moment like this, but I couldn’t hold it back any longer.

She wasbreathtaking, taking my fingers like such a good girl, and all I could think about was falling over the edge with her.

But she suddenly gasped out, “I need you, Griff.”

Just like that, she set my world on fire. I was ablaze with desire and excitement, eagerly responding to her words. She was my match, and I was her flame, burning hotter and hotter by the second.

I immediately slid my fingers free to crawl on top of her, my arms and legs slightly shaking as I looked down at her bright eyes. They were filled with desire, desire forme, and the sight took my breath away. I lifted one of my hands and gently stroked her cheek, marveling at the way she leaned into my touch.

So responsive. Soreadyfor me. My heart could barely take it, swelling so big that I thought it would burst from my chest.

“I’ve been intimate with you many times before,” I told her, my voice hushed and almost reverent as I continued to stroke her cheek, “but I want this time to be different. This time, I want to makeloveto you.” Her breath caught. “With your permission, of course,” I softly added, hoping she could see that love shining through my eyes.

She stared at me for a long moment, and I struggled to hold still, to keep breathing. After what felt like an eternity, she finally nodded and whispered a word. One little word that made me feel like the luckiest man on earth.

“Yes.”

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I knew he was as desperate for this as I was. Desperate to feel our bodies become one. To experience the euphoria that connection gave us both.

He was trembling, and so was I, the sexual tension between us about to snap.

Love. He wanted to makeloveto me.

I could see in his eyes how much he wanted me to believe that.

He loved me. He loved me. Helovedme.

And for a moment. One blissful moment. I allowed myself to actually believe that I was the love of his life. That I washisin mind, body, and soul.

It felt incredible. It was everything I wanted and more. And as he slowly lowered himself on top of me, I clung to that love with all of my might. I clung tohim, to my childhood friend, to my comfort and safety, to the male who’d always been there for me.

His touches turned sweet, gentle, caressing me like I was the most precious thing in the world to him. Like hecherishedme above all others. I could barely stand how good it felt, how perfect, each touch acting as a balm to heal my wounds. Not just the physical ones I’d endured this past week, but the emotional ones I’d been wearing for years like invisible scars.

When it finally came time for us to become one, he slid into me slowly. Reverently. Filling me up so completely that tears blurred my vision. He wiped them away as they fell, softly kissing my cheeks. He became the beautifully attentive male that stole my breath away, responding to every little thing I did. When I gasped at the first thrust, he made sure I wasn’t in pain. When I reached for him, he lowered his head to let me kiss him. When I started to unravel, he unraveled with me, our ragged breaths in perfect sync.

We were like yin and yang, an equal balance of give and take. In that moment, it felt like we were meant for each other.Madefor each other. Like the Universe itself had ordained our union.

It was the most beautiful thing I’d ever experienced, but I knew it would have to end. Even so, I stayed locked in the beautiful moment for as long as time would let me. For as long ashewould let me.

Griff’s body was hot and slick against mine, his movements frantic, his pounding heart deafening as the end neared. Still, I knew he wouldn’t come until I did, no matter how desperate he was for it. And he was definitely desperate. The veins in his neck were distended, and his eyes were wild with need. They silently begged me to let him come, all while he gripped my hands tightly in his and drove into me over and over like a man possessed.

Finally, I couldn’t hold back the wall of tension a second longer. It snapped like a rubber band, sending wave after wave of ecstasy crashing through me. As I cried out in bliss, Griff dropped his forehead to mine and thrust one more time. My walls squeezed his shaft in a vise, milking his release from him, and he cried out right along with me. As the pleasure swept us away, I held on to the moment for dear life.

Held on tohim.

But I wouldn’t be able to forever. Reality would catch up to us soon enough, and he would see. He wouldfinallysee.

That loving me wouldn’t last.

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Sable’s incessant voice in my head startled me from a deep, dreamless sleep. I started to grumble at her, only to stop when I inhaled smoke.

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