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I can feel her inner walls starting to flutter around me. I increase my pace, driving deeper into her as I whisper encouragement.

"That's it, baby. Let go for me. You're so beautiful when you come for me."

With a cry of ecstasy, Becca arches beneath me, her body trembling as her orgasm washes over her. The sight and feel of her coming undone pushes me over the edge. My hips stutter as I bury myself deep inside her, groaning as my own release hits me hard.

For a moment, we stay frozen, bodies intertwined, basking in the afterglow of our shared pleasure. I gently kiss Becca's forehead, her cheeks, her lips. She sighs contentedly, her fingers tracing lazy patterns on my back.

"That was..."

"Amazing," I finish for her, grinning.

Becca smiles back, but I notice a hint of sadness in her eyes. "Thank you," she whispers. "For being here, for loving me... for everything."

I roll onto my side, pulling her close against me. "Always," I promise. "I'm not going anywhere, Becs. You're stuck with me."

She nestles into my chest, her body relaxing against mine. We lay in comfortable silence for a while, just breathing together. I can feel the tension slowly leaving Becca's body as exhaustion starts to take over.

"Sleep, beautiful," I murmur, kissing the top of her head. “Sleep.”

Chapter twenty-five

Rebecca

It's All Coming Back to Me Now

AsIslowlyawaken,I am cocooned in crisp white sheets, the fabric cool against my skin. And then I feel the warmth of Danny's body pressed up against mine, his arms tightly wrapped around me from behind.

I can't help but smile at the sight as I snuggle closer into him, savoring every moment and not wanting to ever leave this spot. The morning sunlight filters through the curtains, casting a soft glow across our entwined bodies. His defined muscles flex against my back as we lay intertwined, a perfect fit like two puzzle pieces coming together.

This is where I belong, in his embrace, safe and content in this moment.

I inch closer, needing to be even closer. Danny's strong hand suddenly grips my hip, his fingers digging in slightly. I can feel the hardness of his cock pressing against me.

His deep voice, laced with desire, whispers into my ear. "If you keep moving like that," he growls, sending shivers down my spine. The electricity between us crackles with tension, and I can't resist the urge to press even closer against him.

My breath catches in my throat as Danny's hand slides from my hip, trailing fire across my skin as it moves lower. His fingers dance teasingly along my inner thigh, drawing small circles that make me tremble with anticipation. I arch my back, pressing myself more firmly against him, relishing the feeling of his hard body behind me.

"Danny," I breathe, my voice barely above a whisper.

He responds by nipping gently at my earlobe, his hot breath fanning across my neck. "Yes, butterfly?" he murmurs, his voice husky with desire.

I turn my head, seeking his lips with mine. The kiss starts soft, tender, but quickly ignites into something more passionate. Danny's tongue sweeps into my mouth as his hand continues its torturous exploration of my body. I moan into the kiss, my hips rocking back against him instinctively.

Breaking the kiss, Danny's lips trail down my neck, leaving a path of fire in their wake. His hand finally reaches its destination, cupping me intimately. I gasp at the contact, my body arching into his touch.

"So wet for me already. Such a needy fucking slut," he growls against my skin, his fingers slowly circling my most sensitive spot.

I whimper, desperate for more. "Please, Danny," I beg, his dirty words making me melt.

"Tell me you want this," he commands, his voice rough with restraint.

"I want you," I breathe, pushing back against him. "I need you inside me."

Danny pushes my leg over his, his cock lining up at my entrance. He teases me, sliding the tip along my slick folds, making me shudder with anticipation. I try to push back, to take him inside, but his hand on my hip holds me still.

"Patience, butterfly," he whispers, his voice strained. "I want to savor this."

Slowly, agonizingly slowly, he begins to push inside. I gasp at the delicious stretch, my body eagerly accepting him. Danny groans low in his throat as he sheathes himself fully within me, his chest pressed tightly against my back.

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