Page 143 of Symphony for Lies

She whimpered, her back arching beneath me, her nails sinking into my shoulders, a delicious sting of pain mixed with pleasure.

“Fuck.”

I tried to hold back, but she was so wet, so hot… she was fucking heaven.

Her breath was hot against my skin, her body trembling beneath mine in pleasure.

“Amelia,” I breathed her name like a prayer, savoring every second, every gasp, every little cry that left her lips.

Her fingers gripped my hair, pulling on the strands.

“Zane,” she breathed. Just the way I liked it.

My grip on her hips became bruising as I pulled back, just to slam into her again harder.

She cried out, her body jerking up to meet mine, taking me deeper.

I was lost. Completely, utterly lost. There was no going back. There was only this. Only her.

And then I heard her trembling voice whimper, “I love you.”

Her words shattered my soul.

Tore apart whatever was left of my control.

Everything I wanted, everything I fucking needed, was right in front of me.

She was with me.

Her lips grazed my ear.“I love you, Zane.”

I lost my mind.

My hips snapped forward with desperate jerks as the tension inside me coiled tighter until I was on the edge of oblivion.

Her back arched, her walls clenched around my length, and her moans turned into frantic, pleading cries.

Pleasure slammed into me. A rush so intense I saw stars.

I pounded into her relentlessly.

So much time had passed where I couldn’t have her, couldn’t touch her. I could only watch from a distance, waiting, aching for the moment she would be mine again.

I had planned to take things slow. To ease my way back into her life. But the second I was near her, close enough to breathe her in, every ounce of patience I had was obliterated.

Amelia was moaning my name, giving me everything, and telling me she loved me.

I couldn’t fucking believe it.

It felt surreal. And yet, it was real.

She was real.

I could taste her on my tongue, feel her heat, and inhale her sweet, elegant scent.

She was mine.

My hands pinned her arms beside her head as I thrust into her with a brutal rhythm.

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