“Did you see the sunrise this morning?” Parker doesn’t waver as he nicks my neck with his teeth, then lifts his head until we’re face-to-face, still moving inside me. “I did,” he whispers back, finding my eyes in the dark. “But I don’t think I saw what you saw.” Inhaling a sharp breath, I lift up to kiss him, soft and brief. “What did you see?” We both groan at the same time when Parker angles his hips, hitting me just right, in that sensitive, tingly place. I feel myself unraveling. Swallowing, he continues to thrust, pushing my hair back from my forehead and holding me anchored. “I saw you,”
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