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“I've missed you more,” I say, proving it when my hips begin to drive into him and I feel pleasure starting to take over.This is everything I wanted.

Nate slides out of me and flips me over to face him. My eyes go to his member and I watch him slide into me again. I grip the sheets, gasping and throwing my head back with a satisfied smile.

He edges me further into the bed as his weight settles on me. I hold him down, bringing my arms around his body, pressing my soft breasts into his chest, making sure I feel every bit of him as he thrusts into me.

Fuck!

Our lips meet as he picks up the pace. Nate's breathing becomes labored and struggles to hold it as we both climb to the summit.

Sex with him has never felt this good, this real. My pleasure senses are on fire and I feel every contact where our bodies touch.

I whimper, digging my fingers into his back. “Don't stop. Please, don't stop.” My voice is a mix of satisfied laughter and waiting explosion. He continues pounding me forcefully and the bed shakes beneath us.

“I—I—” I struggle for words. I roll my eyes and bite my lips. My body shakes while he's inside me.

“Fuck! Fuck!”

I cum so heavily, I have to claw myself away from him. He waits for me to catch my breath. I cover my face with my hand, trying not to die of embarrassment. He moves the hands from my face to give himself a good view.

"If I didn't know better, I'd think you like me," he smiles knowingly.

At this moment, with no barriers between us, physical or emotional, I can't hold back the truth anymore. Not as a plea or demand, but as a simple fact waiting to be spoken.

"I love you," I blurt out.

Chapter 23

NATE

I feel my ears ringing with Madeline's words.“What?”

Shock fills her eyes when she realizes what she just said. “I—I—”

I move away from her, my body still glistening with sweat sliding between us. Madeline's eyes watch me in horror as I get off the bed.

“What are you doing?” she asks.

“I don't think this is a good idea. It's time for me to leave.”

“What? Why?” Madeline pulls the sheets to cover herself. “Don't do this, Nate.”

“I have to,” I reply. “This wasn't part of the deal.”

“What deal?” she blurts out. “We haven't had a deal in such a long time. When was the last time we slept together?”

“That’s what I'm saying. It was better when things were just casual between us.”

“Things have never been casual!” Madeline shouts, her voice rising so high that I'm surprised the windows in her house haven't shattered. “Why do you keep doing this? Why are you always trying to run away from us?”

“There can't be an us,” I reiterate. “I think I led you on.” I move around the room, picking up my clothes.

Madeline stares at me in stunned silence, like she can't believe I'm actually getting dressed to leave.

“Why the fuck would you sleep with me? You wanted to and I wanted to? Why does it have to be so complicated?”

“You're the one who brought feelings into this.”

“No, you did!” Madeline counters with red eyes. “You fucking led me on with your gifts and your kind gestures! You fucking took me out on a date! Called me beautiful! That was all you!”

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