Epilogue

Two months later...

“Again?” I asked, half laughing, half hoping.

“Yes, again,” he growled. “I have a lot to make up for.” His hand traced up the length of my leg, back to my core that was now drenched in the pleasure of both our bodies.

“You’re going to break me if we go on much longer,” I uttered, my breath catching as his fingers began circling my swollen clit.

“Tell me to stop then,” he said darkly into my ear. “Tell me you don’t want me.”

Instead of saying anything, I let my legs fall open, allowing him to take me to another high. Just when I thought it wouldn’t be possible to go there again.

“You look so beautiful when you’re like this.” He traced soft kisses down my neck, grazing his teeth against the sensitive skin.

He took his hand away, and I whimpered. But before I could open my mouth to protest, he&rsqu