Rising from the Ashes

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Authors: Jessica Prince
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brain almost didn’t register when he shifted his hips and started to slide into me.
    “Baby…condom,” I said against his lips.
    He pushed up on his forearms and looked down at me. “You on the pill, sugar?”
    “Yes, but…”
    “I’m clean, honey. You’re the only one I’ve ever been with without protection.”
    I took a deep breath, and my eyes drifted to the side of his face. I couldn’t look directly at him and ask the question that needed asking. “What about Charlotte?”
    Grabbing my chin, he tilted my face, so I had no choice but to look directly at him. “You’re the only one, Savannah, I swear. No one else was worth that risk—ever.”
    My mouth dropped open, and all I could do was nod.
    “You trust me?” he asked.
    Again, all I did was nod. His words, No one else was worth the risk , were on repeat in my head, making it impossible for me to form a coherent sentence.
    “I need words, sugar. You trust me?”
    My mind finally started working. I looked into those deep brown eyes and smiled. “Yeah, Jer, I trust you.”
    At my response, Jeremy pushed all the way in with a fast, hard thrust, burying himself completely. I gasped at the initial intrusion, but my body quickly adjusted to his length, and the gasp turned into a deep moan.
    “Oh shit, baby. You feel so damn good.”
    Jeremy kept up the same brutal pace the entire time and I could feel my orgasm building with each deep, brutal thrust. His amazing stamina might have turned my brain to mush, but my body knew exactly how to respond, and my hips began to rise quickly in an attempt to meet his.
    “Oh God, Jer. It’s so good. I’m close,” I said between gasps.
    He buried his face in my neck and let out a low moan. My core tightened as I got closer and closer to the edge and I threw my head back against the pillows.
    “Don’t stop, Jeremy,” I panted desperately.
    Before I could even register his movement, Jeremy sat up on his haunches, pulling me with him so we were both sitting face to face with me straddling his lap. At the new angle, I took Jeremy even deeper inside me. I let out a whimper at the new sensation as I ground down on him. Our movements were becoming erratic, and I was so close that I started losing rhythm with Jeremy. I arched my back, pushing my breasts against his chest and threw my head back as my climax started to take over.
    “Look at me, Savannah,” Jeremy said as he wrapped a large chunk of my hair around his hand and pulled my face back to his. “I want your eyes on me the whole time.”
    The combination of his words and the sting in my scalp from where he held my hair caused my orgasm to rock through me, and I came with a sharp, loud cry.
    “Christ, Savvy. So. Damn. Beautiful.” His words were punctuated with each thrust just before he found his own release seconds later.
    I could feel him, hot and hard inside me as he came and the sensation set me off again.
    “ Jeremy ,” I cried out in a horse voice as the intense pleasure became almost too much.
    Jeremy continued pumping his hips until there was nothing left for either of us. Once we were both completely sated, we collapsed on the bed in a heap of twisted, sweaty limbs, neither of us having the strength to lift a finger.
    “I think you just killed me, sugar,” Jeremy said with a chuckle once our breathing had finally calmed.
    I laughed in response. “Perfect way to die.”
    Jeremy grabbed the back of my neck and jerked me to him, sealing his lips against mine. “Hell yeah, it is.”
    I could feel his smile against my lips, and I couldn’t help but smile back. I didn’t remember a time in my life when I’d felt more at peace than I did right then. I knew, no matter what, that in Jeremy’s arms was exactly where I was supposed to be.

My cell phone went off at the ungodly hour of six in the morning, waking me from a perfect deep sleep. Still not quite awake all the way, I rolled toward the device from hell with a groan, only to have a strong arm

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