Page 96 of Wild Stars

“You’re not ready yet, baby,” I remind him, breaking character, if only for a moment.

Dare shakes his head, his gaze full of fire as I watch him squirt a hefty amount of lube into his hand, watching as he smoothes it over his thickness.

“Mhmm.We’ll see who’s ready.”He smirks, his tone full of that bratty attitude I favor so much as he angles himself over me once more.

The weight of him against me is heavenly, and I find myself getting lost in the galaxy within his eyes.

A couple slow pumps of his fingers bring me back to the here and now as he looks at me with glistening eyes.

“Are you sure?”he asks, softly, breaking character.

I think maybe he’s going to tap out.

I nod.“Yes, sir.I’m sure.”

The moment our bodies connect, it’s astronomical.

Nothing, and no one has ever felt thisgood.

Dare inches himself in, the movement torturously slow, and I think I’m not the only one in danger of losing control.

I hook my legs around his hips, pulling him closer, finding his lips with my own.

All the chaos dies as we find our rhythm together.

The chase is maddening, but the love...

The love I feel from the way he kisses me, touches me, his slow, relaxed thrusts...that love buries itself within me, until it is all I know.

“Come for me,” Dare whispers against my lips hungrily.“Please.”

The desperation in his voice is my undoing.

I grin wickedly as I slide my hand between us, finding his wet, warm cock.The tides shift between us once more.

“Comewithme,” I whisper as I lose control, kissing him with all that I am.

Dare groans into my mouth, and then I feel him in every part of my being.

And as we both reach the heavens together, like perfectly aligned satellites, I realize I am finallyhome.

CHAPTER25

Dare

Matty burieshis face in my shoulder, groaning in his sleep as my alarm sounds like a damn foghorn.

“Fucking shut that off,” he grunts.

I try my hardest to reach the damn thing, but with Mateo Star holding onto me like a damn koala on a eucalyptus tree, I have tostretch.

Which knocks my damn phone off the nightstand, onto the floor, and shuts it off for the time being.

“I think I’m losing circulation in my arm,” I quip, but my voice is full of laughter, and I can’t stop smiling.

Matty threads his leg through mine, nuzzling his lips against my neck.

“Bullshit,” he groans, his gravelly Batman voice so much sexier when he’s half awake.

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