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intense sensation rippling from her core, outward with a heat that made her break out into a sweat. Luke groaned into her ear as he circled the tight bundle of nerves, light, teasing strokes that coaxed desperate moans from Kayleigh’s throat, each one hitching on a pant of breath.
    “Come for me, baby,” Luke crooned in her ear. “Let me feel you break apart.”

Four
    The fire that sparked to life inside of him from simply touching this woman could never be replicated. Faked. Kayleigh was his. She’d always been his.
    His cock throbbed behind his fly as his fingers slid through the slick, swollen lips of her pussy. The scent of spring clung to her skin, intoxicating him, and his head swam in a giddy, drunken blur. He stopped his ministrations only long enough to free her of the restricting fabric and urged her legs to spread as he cupped her dripping pussy once again. Her mouth parted on a moan and he swallowed the sound, tasting of red wine. He thrust his tongue past her lips. He’d meant what he said: he wanted to drink her in, take her passion into his soul when she came apart. Keep a part of her.
His
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    No longer the shy, awkward girl, the woman in his arms was a creature born of fire and passion. She gripped onto the back of his neck, her nails biting into his skin as he deepened the kiss. The sting spurred him on and he wanted more. Wanted her to break the skin and pull his hair. Demand that his pain was equal to her pleasure. Sick? Probably. But Luke’s mind was always clearer when he hurt a little.
    So fucking wet
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    He guided her to the couch and urged her to sit. Kneeling on the floor beside her, Luke drank in the sight of her, naked to his gaze, her legs spread wide so he could see the glistening arousal coating her thighs. God, he wanted to bury his face in her gorgeous tits and suckle her until he marked her skin. Branded her as his and no one else’s. He wanted to tie her up and tease her with gentle strokes and soft kisses, touch her with whispers of caresses that would make her beg for his cock. But all of that would take time that Luke wasn’t willing to spare. His need to bring her to that point of abandon that already consumed him, raging like wildfire. With the pad of his thumb, he circled her clit and Kayleigh gave a desperate thrust of her hips in time with each pass. She groaned with frustration and pushed herself away from the couch, clinging to him as her nails dug into his neck. “God, yes. Just like that, baby. Stay with me and I’ll give you what you need.” He increased the pressure on her clit, sliding one finger inside of her tight channel. The answering sounds that vibrated in her throat were pure relief. His cocked pulsed hot and hard and Luke welcomed the discomfort. A sweeter torture, he’d never known …
    Kayleigh’s back bowed. A tremor vibrated up her thighs through Luke’s arms, lewd and raw in its intensity. She tried to pull away but Luke wouldn’t let her, thrusting his tongue in her mouth in time with every deep thrust of his finger. Her pussy clenched and he slid a second finger in, maintaining a slow, steady pace to prolong her pleasure as he swallowed down every desperate whimper that accompanied her orgasm.
    Time ceased to exist in that moment. Nothing had changed in eight years. Not a goddamned thing. Kayleigh still belonged to him every bit as much as she owned him. She had to have known it, too. Felt it right down to her bone marrow like he did.
    He brought her down with slow, gentle caresses and she became liquid in his embrace. He missed the bite of her nails in his skin, her hard edges as she strained against him. Even her mouth had softened, her lips swollen and pliable from his kisses. Luke kissed her once. And again as he withdrew his fingers from her constricting heat and reveled one more time in the petal-softness of her sex. And he couldn’t wait to feel that satin heat hold onto his cock.
    For a moment Luke held Kayleigh in his arms, listening to