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“Alec groaned as I curled my fingers around him, guiding him to my entrance. He slid in, just an agonizing inch, letting his tip graze me, giving me a preview of what was to come. "Is this going to take all night?" I gasped as he pushed in a little deeper, but still not all the way in. "Because I would really prefer to keep things moving along." "Why, do you have somewhere else more important to be?" His grin was teasing, but his pupils dilated as I raised my hips to meet him, greedily commanding him to sink deeper. "No, but you do." I moaned, as he did another circling motion at my entrance, teasing me, driving me wild. "Alec. You need to be inside me. Right now. Please." The teasing grin disappeared, and in one swift motion, he plunged into me. "God, Ellie," he breathed out. "You feel amazing." He was hot and hard and slick, and felt so good. The cords on his neck stood out as he growled, straining to stay still, but I wriggled my hips to take him farther in. Alec let out another groan and began to move, sliding in and out slowly at first, the delicious friction between our bodies nearly sending me into oblivion, then faster, harder, as our sighs and his moans and my pleas of "more" filled the room. Our mouths found each other again, fusing and devouring, as he began to lose control, and before long, I was rocking and shivering against him, as his body shuddered together with mine. And this time, I had truly died and gone to heaven.” — Cynthia Timoti