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I sucked her clit into my mouth, flicking my tongue over it as my fingers thrust deeper, faster, until she was screaming my name, her body convulsing around me.
When she finally stilled, I stood, lifting her into my arms as she clung to me, her legs wrapped around my
waist.
I carried her to the shower, the hot water cascading over us, washing away the sweat and the tension, leaving only the raw, aching need that had always defined us.
I pressed her against the wall, my mouth iming hers in a kiss that was desperate, hungry, as if we’d never touched before.
Her hands roamed over me, her fingers tracing the muscles of my chest, my arms, her nails scraping my skin as she pulled me closer.
“I need you inside me,” she whispered, her voice hoarse, her eyes burning with desire. “Now, Hunter. Please.”
I didn’t make her wait.
My pants were already discarded, my erection throbbing, aching for her. I positioned myself at her entrance, teasing her with the tip before sliding inside her in one slow, deliberate thrust.
She gasped, her head falling back as I filled herpletely, our bodies moving in perfect sync.
The water beat down on us, the steam swirling around us as I moved, my hips snapping forward with a rhythm that was primal, urgent.
Her walls clenched around me, her body tight and wet, her cries mingling with the sound of the shower. <fn0b69> ???? ????s? ???????s ?? find?novel</fn0b69>
I gripped her hips, my fingers digging into her skin as I thrust deeper, harder, my breathing in short, sharp gasps.
“You’re mine,” I growled, my voice a low rumble against her ear. “Say it, Celine. Say it like you mean it.”
Her eyes met mine, her lips curving into a small, satisfied smile. “Yours,” she whispered, her voice thick with surrender.
“Always and forever.”
It was enough. More than enough. I came then, my body shaking as I spilled into her, my name on her lips as her body clenched around me, milking me for everyst drop.
We stayed like that for a moment, our hearts pounding, our breaths intertwining, the water washing over us like a blessing.
When I finally pulled out, she slid down my body, her legs trembling as she stood on her own.
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I wrapped my arms around her, holding her close as the shower continued to rain down on us, the steam clearing to reveal the world beyond.
But in that moment, there was no world beyond.
There was only us, our bodies still humming with the aftermath of our passion, our hearts beating as one.
I pressed my lips to her forehead, my hands stroking her wet hair as she leaned into me, her eyes closed, a small smile ying on her lips.
“I love you,” I whispered, my voice soft, tender. “Always have. Always will.”
She opened her eyes, her gaze meeting mine, her expression soft, filled with a love that mirrored my own.
“I know,” she murmured, her fingers tracing the lines of my face. “And I love you too. No matter what.”
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We ended up on the balcony, wrapped in the hotel robe, a nket around both our shoulders.
The Vegas night stretched below–lights screaming against the ck desert sky, the Strip club across pulsing with endless noise.
Celine leaned against the railing, wide–eyed. “It’s beautiful. I like this city.”
“Vegas?” I asked, incredulous. “It’s loud. Chaotic. A ce peoplee to forget themselves.”
“So is New York,” she said simply.
Iughed, low. “London isn’t like that.”
Something in her expression shifted–quieter, more serious. She turned to face me fully, her hand sliding into mine. “Hunter… what really happened between you and Sophia?”
The questionnded like a stone in my chest.
I traced my thumb over her knuckles, buying time. The steam, the lights, the warmth of her body pressed against mine–all of it thinned into something fragile.
“I loved her,” <b>I </b>admitted. “And I failed her.”
Her eyes softened, but she didn’t let me stop there.
“She must have loved you a lot.” Silence. My gaze dropped to the city, its glittering noise.
Celine smiled faintly, though her voice cracked. “I hate that I’m jealous of a ghost.”
That pulled my head up. “Celine……”
She shook her head, cutting me off. “No. It’s not the kind of jealousy that poisons. It’s just… I want to be brave enough to love all of you. Even the parts that belonged to her once.”
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Something inside me broke open. I pulled her closer until she was half in myp, her forehead against mine.
“You already are,” I whispered.
We stayed like that for a long time, the Strip roaring beneath us, our silence louder than it all.
Finally, she tilted her face up, voice softer than the wind. “I’d like to see London someday.”
I went still.
The thought of her walking those streets, of her standing in front of the Greysons‘ house, of Sophia’s ghost rising between us–My arms tightened around her instinctively.
“Someday,” I said carefully. “When the time’s right.”
She studied me, eyes clear and knowing, but she didn’t push. Instead, sheid her head against my chest, letting the conversation dissolve into the night.
And for the first time in years, I felt like maybe–just maybe I could carry both past and future without being crushed.
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