I couldn’t answer this time. It was too much.His pace turned frantic. Every snap of his hips drove me up the bed, and he followed, chasing me.“Lena,” he panted. “Fuck—baby, look at me. Look what you do to me.”I could barely keep my eyes open, but I obeyed.His face was wrecked with pleasure—brows drawn tight, jaw slack, green-hazel eyes blazing. He was staring down at where we were joined, watching himself disappear inside me over and over. The sight sent another pulse of heat through me.“You’re so perfect,” he groaned, voice cracking. “Look at that. So fucking beautiful. Taking me like you were made for me. Made just for me.”He pulled almost all the way out. I whimpered at the loss. Then he hooked both of my legs over his shoulders, folding me nearly in half, and pushed back in.The new angle was devastating.He is not stopping at any time.“Oh, fuck—” I cried, back bowing off the bed. He was impossibly deep, hitting a spot that burst stars behind my eyelids.“Yeah?” he breathed
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