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He watches me, eyes raking over my sprawled body as he tears the wrapper and rolls the condom on.
When he climbs over me, bracing his weight on his forearms, my hands slide over his back. Mapping every cut and line of muscle before I hook my arms around his neck, holding him close.
Mine.
Mine. Is all that’s going through my head, the only thought as the blunt head of his cock glides through my slick folds, teasing until I’m shaking all over again.
When Jayden’s mouth claims mine, he pushes inside me with one slow, steady thrust that steals my breath.
The stretch burns, sharp and sweet, before melting into a deep, pulsing ache. A need that never sates or wanes. It grows and grows the longer he holds inside me.
“So fucking tight,” Jayden growls, voice frayed, holding still like he might break if he moves too soon. “You okay?”
“Yes,” I pant, hips shifting for more. “You?”
His grin wobbles, awed and wrecked all at once. He catches my wrists, pins them above my head, fingers threading through mine before pulling back slowly, letting me feel every inch before he slams in hard.
A sound rips from my throat, rough and raw. Echoing around us with his guttural grunt.
“Good girl,” Jayden rasps, his grin flashing dark as he pounds intome again, each thrust harder, deeper, until he’s hitting that spot that makes my whole body splinter apart. “You take me so good, baby.”
“Don’t stop,” I beg, nails biting into his hands. “Don’t stop, please.”
Face buried in my neck, Jayden drives into me with relentless, punishing thrusts, filling the room with the slap of skin on skin, my gasps, his growls, the sounds thick and desperate between us.
Then his mouth finds that spot behind my ear and sucks hard?—
I shatter.
Pleasure crashes through me like a wave breaking hard, leaving me gasping, shaking, pulsing around him as he keeps going, dragging me through every aftershock until I’m crying his name into the dark.
“Jayden,” I choke out when his rhythm stutters, his body tensing above me.
“Fuck… Fin,” he groans, voice cracking as he comes, thrusts slowing until he stills deep inside me.
We collapse together, tangled, his weight heavy but welcome, his mouth pressing soft kisses into my neck as he breathes me in.
“My perfect fucking girl,” Jayden whispers, words rough and wrecked against my skin.
I wrap myself around him, holding tight, like maybe I can keep this. Keep him.
Because right now, wrapped up in Jayden, I don’t ever want to let go.
CHAPTER 50
ELIJAH
Five minutes go by in a flash.
Five minutes where I’ve sat in my SUV, staring at the grey pillar in front of me, trying to focus on my breathing.
All I can say is that I’m grateful for how quickly the melatonin coupled with the Trazodone had me falling asleep last night.
I didn’t want to leave Jayden and Fin last night. It’s been so long since I felt something more than fear alongside my need. I’ve never felt so anchored. More grounded in a moment than I did watching them dance. Their bodies rolling and grinding together. Their mouths eating at each other…
It was perfect.
They are perfect.
