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He’s too big. I don’t think I can take it.

“Kellan.” His name erupts from my lips in a moan.

“Yes, baby. We’ll take it slow.”

But there’s nothing slow about the way he thrusts deeperinside me.

Another moan escapes my lips. I’ve never been so stretched.The pleasure is almost unbearable. I should be moving my hips in unison withhis, but all I can do is claw at his shoulders, holding on for dear life.

Electric jolts course through me, bringing me higher andhigher to the edge.

“You’re so wet and tight,” Kellan growls, the sound almostferal, strained.

He’s close. I can feel it from the way he twitches insideme.

“I’ve been picturing me fucking you like this for months,” hesays.

That makes two of us.

His hand moves between my legs again and begins to caress myclitoris in quick, circular strokes, the motion rough, demanding.

“Yes,” I gasp. My legs begin to shake from the effort ofhaving him inside me when he puts more pressure on my clitoris, the motionsending me over the edge.

Kellan’s mouth stifles my cry before it can erupt out of mychest while his cock continues to pump inside me, his heavy balls brushing myentrance.

“Oh, God.” I reach that peak and close my eyes, my headrolling backward. From the periphery of my mind, I can feel his one last thrustand hear his own cry of release. At some point, he slides out of me, and hisarms wrap around my waist, pulling me close to him.

We remain silent as he’s holding me while my heartbeatbarely slows down.

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CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

Sitting down, I draw the sunhat deeper over my face, not toprotect me against the warm sunrays, but to stop the wind from whipping my hairagainst my skin.

“Is it always this windy?” I ask.

I’ve been in Montana for six days. The wind stopped onlyonce.

“No.” Kellan lets himself fall next to me. “It can also getvery cold. Winter’s always drawn out. Why? Do you miss the city already?” Hepulls his hat back and looks at me, a blade of grass between his teeth.

I look at the way he plays with it, the way he chews itbetween his teeth, letting his tongue slide along the blade. The same tonguethat tortured and teased me. The same teeth that tugged at my earlobe. The samemouth that aroused and turned my world from gray into an array of colors.

It’s been a nice vacation so far, probably the best inyears.

Correction.

It was the best I ever had.

He’s been inside me so many times I’m not sure I can walkstraight anymore. It’s surprising we managed to get as far as the lake.

Taking in the scenery before my eyes, I realize the walk wasworth it. The lake is vast; the water is silent and deep—much likeKellan. I dread the moment I’ll have to go. That one last moment together whenit’ll be clear I’ll never see him again. Ever since Mandy left, I’ve beencounting the days, the hours, the minutes.

She’ll be back tomorrow.

My vacation’s drawing to an end.

“No,” I say slowly. “I don’t miss the city at all. I suredon’t miss the stress.”

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