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“Once I fuck you, Rylee—it’s official, you’re mine and only mine.”
“Aren’t you the least bit curious how good it will be? If it’s this electrifying with just the brush of our skin against each other, can you imagine what it will be like when I’m buried inside of you?”
“Sometimes our journeys in life seem to take forever to get to the culmination of our efforts—to achieving the goal. And once we do, it goes so fast and then it’s over.” He shrugs, surprising me with his introspection. “We forget that the journey is the best part. The reason for taking the ride. What we learn the most from.”
“I want to take my time with
you, Rylee. I want to build you up nice and slow and sweet like you need. Push you to crash over that edge. And then I want to fuck you the way I need to. Fast and hard until you’re screaming my name. The way I’ve wanted to since you fell out of that storage closet and into my life.”
“Decide, Rylee. Yes. Or. No.”
Embrace your inner slut—be reckless with him and try not to think about tomorrow. Just think about the here and now with him. ”
He is my fire on a cold night, the sun warming my skin on a cool spring morning, the wind caressing my face on an autumn day—he is everything that makes me feel alive, and whole, and beautiful. And desired.
“You’ve stripped me, Rylee. You’ve teased me all night. I. Just. Don’t. Have. Any. Control. Left.”
“I don’t think I can be gentle, Rylee—” “Then don’t be,”
“Sometimes you need to crash a couple of times to learn your mistakes, and then when the smoke clears, sometimes you’re better off in the end. Lesson learned in case there is a next time.”
“But. I. Want. You. Rylee. No. One. Else.” He smirks.
“I want you, Rylee. Any way I can have you.”
