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    One of his hands reached around to grasp my breast even as he continued.


    Bryan’s thrusts were deep and forceful, each sending an electric tingling through my body.


    The sound of wet skin against skin created a symphony.


    I clung to the fence, biting my lip as I tried to endure his intensity.


    Suddenly, a rustling sound came from behind the flower bushes.


    Startled, my body tensed.


    Bryan yfully pped my ass and said, “Rx.”


    “But someone ising,” I whispered.


    Then I saw a small cat emerge from the bushes and run away.


    “You see, there’s no one there,” Bryan said, resuming his thrusts.


    “You… hurry up…” I stammered.


    Bryan heard me and nodded, quickening his pace.


    Although I tried, I couldn’t keep the moans from escaping my lips as he moved inside me.


    With each thrust, I grew wetter and hotter. Soon, I was dripping.


    “You… slow down…”


    Bryan chuckled. “Do you want me to hurry up or slow down?” he asked.


    I didn’t know how to respond to his question. When I had told him to hurry up earlier, it was because I wanted him to finish quickly.


    Bryan said nothing more and continued thrusting.


    The pleasure inside me began to build, causing my toes to curl.


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    Soon, it became too much to hold back, and I let go with a wild cry as I reached my climax.


    Bryan and I went wild until the middle of the night. It wasn’t until I shyly murmured that someone might hear us that he finally—reluctantly—pulled away. My body was spent. Without a word, he swept me into his arms and carried me back to our room like a man who never wanted to let go.


    By morning, I feltpletely drained. My steps were clumsy, and my thoughts swam in a haze.


    Dominic noticed almost immediately. He stalked over, squinting at me. “Makenna, what exactly were you doingst night? You look… wrecked.” His words blindsided me, and my cheeks burned hot.


    I opened my mouth, fumbling for an excuse—but then Bryan appeared, smooth as ever. He slung an arm over my shoulder, a smirk tugging at his lips as he threw Dominic a provoking look. “Take a wild guess.”


    I spotted the angry veins popping on Dominic’s forehead. “Bryan, you’re hogging her all to yourself.”


    The others overheard. The shift in the air was palpable as Alden, Jett, and yton turned to look, their gazes simmering with restrained jealousy.


    I panicked, a knot tightening in my chest. “Okay—okay! No more fighting. We’ve been out all night. Let’s just get back, alright?”


    On the drive back, I found myself ying peacekeeper, gently soothing each of them in turn, trying to melt the tension.


    Alden sulked in the corner seat, arms crossed. “You’re ying favorites, Makenna. So unfair.”


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