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With a hand on her neck, I guide her up and down, shifting my hips with every downward motion she makes.

“You have no idea how much I did.”

My hand caresses her back, her hip, guiding her as she moves. Her rhythm grows wild, desperate, her nails carving my shoulders, her moans spilling like confessions.

Then her eyes collide with mine.

And I see her—the same trembling girl in the back seat, the moment that rewired me.

Our first time.

The doctors said I couldn’t feel things like normal people. They were right.

With Ashlyn, I feeleverything.

“Aiden?” she sobs, the sound tearing from her chest.

“What is it, baby girl?” I murmur, pulling her close, rocking her through it.

“I love you. I never stopped.”

And as her words break, something in me breaks too. One tear—just one—escapes before I can stop it. Her body trembles, clenching around me in waves, pulling me deeper until there’s no end, no beginning. Only her.

Only us.

thirty-nine

“You feel so good.I can’t stay away. I’m sorry. I-Ineedit, baby,” a breathy whisper pants in my ear, heated and warm.

Barely awake, I clutch the sheet and revel in the pleasure coursing through my lower body that radiates down my legs. I’m full inside. So filled with Aiden’s cock, I ache in the best way as he stretches me. Spooning me from behind, his hips work ardently, in and out. Rapid, like he’s been dying to finish for hours.

“Stay asleep. I’ll fuck you again when you wake up.” Grit rumbles from the back of his throat as he explodes inside me, cock throbbing heavily, still hard. Still so…so…

I reach a hand back and clasp his lower back, bringing him closer. Instructing him not to move. “Please…” It’s mumbled and moaned. But I writhe on him. The hot, solid length buried deep inside. Leaning forward, I work his cock and squeeze my thighs together until the pressure hits my clit just right. The head fits perfectly where I need him.

His hand clutches my neck, gripping gently, but tight. “That’s it. Come for me. Use me. Fuck, I think I’m going to come again…”

It sends me coursing over the edge. He thrusts harder, chasing his own high. “Yes, my sweet baby girl. Come all over my dick.”

I explode. Tears leaking from my eyes. Muscles taut, then lax. Pussy pulsing around his length, pulling another orgasm from him.

Aiden tugs me into his chest, pressing his lips against my shoulder and up my neck to my cheek. It’s not gentle. With a giggle, I swat at him, but he keeps pressing loud smacks on my skin. Sucking in. Nibbling. Biting my earlobe.

“Sorry. I couldn’t wait until you woke up.” He begins to slip out, but pushes himself back in. “Don’t move. I want to lay here for as long as I can.”

“Me, too,” I say, settling back into a relaxed state. One that I could easily…

I wake again when daylight streams through all the windows, and he’s working his hips in the same way. “You fell back asleep. I did, too. Ready for round three?”

“Three?” I ask.

He flips me onto my back, lower lip tucked under his teeth as he contains a sinister smirk. “Uh…you weren’t awake for one of them.”

My fingers brush through his messy black locks. Eyes scan his ripped frame. Cut shoulders hovering over me. Corded biceps on either side of my head. Hips parting mine as he plunges deep inside.

“Then make up for it now. Give me two orgasms.”

And he does…