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She gasps but doesn't pull away.Instead, she clutches me tighter.

"You're doing so good," I murmur against her lips. "So fucking good for me."

Finally, I'm fully seated inside her and I almost lose it right then.

No woman has ever felt like this.No woman has ever felt like home.

I kiss her slow and deep, savoring the sweet little sounds she makes as I start to move.

Long, slow strokes at first, every pull of my body dragging a whimper from her throat.

Her hips lift to meet mine, her body trusting me, craving more.

I pull out almost all the way before pushing back in deep, swallowing her cries with my mouth.

We move together, a rhythm that feels natural, like we were made for this.

When I feel her getting close again, I shift, pulling her legs higher around my waist and changing the angle.

Her eyes fly open, dazed and full of heat.

"Light," she moans, her voice breaking.

"I got you," I whisper, thrusting deeper, faster, making sure every inch of her feels me.

She clings to me, her body shuddering under mine.

I kiss her jaw, her neck, her chest, anywhere I can reach, worshiping every inch of her.

I sit back on my knees, lifting her hips with me.

Her back arches, her breasts thrusting forward, and the sight alone nearly undoes me.

I grip her thighs and drive into her, deeper and harder now, feeling the tension coil in both of us.

"You are mine," I rasp, barely holding on. "Say it."

"Yours," she gasps, tears slipping from the corners of her eyes, and that is it.

I come hard, burying myself deep inside her, feeling her clench and pulse around me as she falls apart with me.

I collapse over her, breathing hard, both of us a tangled, sweaty mess on the sheets.

For a long time, neither of us moves.

I roll to the side, pulling her with me, wrapping my arms around her small body like she is the most precious thing in the world.

Melissa drifts off almost instantly, her breath evening out, her hand curled against my chest like she belongs there.

But I stay awake.

Eyes wide open, staring into the darkness.

Listening to the rain.

Holding her tighter.

This wasn't supposed to happen. None of it.

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