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“Breathe,” he murmured into my ear. “I’m not going to hurt you.”

“You’re just a lot bigger than…” I closed my eyes when he shifted his hips. Shit! I knew that twerp ex of mine lacked in the man-junk department, but I didn’t know how much until right this second. I might not walk for a week. It’s gonna be worth it!

“Are you okay?” He traced his fingers along my face. So gentle, so caring. “I can stop.”

“No!” If he stopped, I would regret it. How often does one get to be in this situation? “Keep going.”

“How about we try this?” When he pulled out of me, I relaxed but immediately missed his presence inside me. Who knew I would be so addicted to his…

“Wait!” I gripped his arm. “You don’t have to stop.”

“I’m not.” He glided down my body and settled between my legs. “I’m just making sure it’s good for you.”

I clasped the soft, fluffy comforter when he flattened his tongue against my mound and spread me apart with his fingers. Raising my pelvis, I rocked against his face, forcing his fingers deep inside me. A buzzing sensation prickled my flesh as my insides throbbed in rhythm with his tongue.

How is he so fantastic at this?

The more he pleased me, the wetter I became. My body sunk into the mattress as my muscles relaxed. It was more than his manhood I was addicted to. The building in my core shot straight between my legs, but just as I was about to let go, he rubbed the length of his body along mine until I was covered in his glorious form. Without any warning, he hitched my leg over his hip and pushed inside. No warning. No hesitation. Just full speed ahead.

Exploding around him was an understatement. It was more of a supernova, colossal waterfall. I wasn’t sure what was happening, but this was far more intense than what he had done with his fingers or his tongue.

I screamed out, but not because I was in pain. No, this was quite the opposite. Once fully inside me, he wasted no time getting busy. I adjusted to the intrusion somewhere between mid-climax and losing all of my senses.

“That’s a… You’re incredible,” I breathed out.

“Tasting you wasn’t a hardship.” He brushed his lips along mine. “Especially now that I know what it does to you.”

“I’m not even sure what it did to me.” I fastened my legs around his hips and shifted into him. “But I definitely liked it.”

“I more than like it.” He pushed up on his forearms, increasing the pace inside me as he stared into my eyes.

Mesmerized by his rugged features and perfectly sculpted jawline, I couldn’t look away. Holding his gaze as his breaths became ragged and his moans more prominent made this moment even more intimate. How could becoming one with a complete stranger feel so natural? So personal.

“Forest,” he whispered.

Ivy… I wanted him to know my name, but that would change the game.

He lowered his mouth to mine, biting my bottom lip and sucking on it. I scraped my fingers down his back as he slid in and out of me. Pulling all the way out and slowly coasting back in. A warm sensation coated my skin as he intensified the kiss.

“You feel divine,” he said. “I…” He tangled his fingers in my hair and tugged hard as he moaned. “Fuck…”

He collapsed onto me, stilling inside me as his body tensed, and then a hot rush filled the condom. My heart beat fast inside my chest. When he slipped out of me, an emptiness replaced what we’d just shared.

What the hell? That was the most profound experience of my life. Definitely the best thing I’d ever felt, but now that it was over, I was disappointed. I suck at one-night stands.

Silver kissed me softly before rolling over and taking the condom off. He fumbled for a tissue on the nightstand as I stretched out my body which reeled in a hot and dirty way from what we had just done.

“You’ve ruined me for any other guy.”

“I’m just getting started.” He crawled in next to me and leaned against the headboard. “I’ll give you a little time to recover before round two.”

That was exactly what I needed to hear. The idea of more sex with him wiped out that dreary mood our finished encounter created and replaced it with a fierce anticipation.

“You’re such a gentleman.”

“I don’t hear that often.” He wrapped his arms around me and guided me onto his chest. “My job doesn’t allow me to be the nice guy.”

“What is your job?”