When his face was even with mine, a breath away, he paused for a moment and peered down into my eyes. It was the most intense exchange I’d ever had during sex, no shields between us, and I felt like he saw deep inside of me in that instant. It rattled me more than a little, so instead of letting it continue or thinking too hard about what he’d seen in my eyes, I reached down, found his cock, and guided it to my entrance.

“God,” he said on an exhale as he pushed inside of me, stretching me in the most delicious way.

I willed my muscles to relax and adjusted my body to pull him all the way in, closing my eyes and allowing myself one heartbeat to think, Holden Henry is inside of me, and it’s even more magical than I ever could’ve imagined.

As he pulled partway out, the hot, wet friction made us moan as one. Holden propped himself up slightly on his forearms, pushed slowly back in, and said, “You’re perfect, Chlo.”

He was so perfect that I couldn’t utter words. All I could do was show him by wrapping my legs around his waist, opening myself up even more to him, grasping his butt, and pulling him into me.

His thrusts were slow and savoring at first, enough to drive a girl out of her mind. I’d had good sex, but I’d never felt so frantic for more, so desperate for him to drive me over the edge that was speeding toward me as he started thrusting faster, unquestionably right there with me.

Our bodies melded as one, moved as one, toward a single goal. Time ceased to exist, only sensation, and all I could do was hold on for dear life as Holden rocked me to my core like I had never been rocked before.

“Come for me, Chloe,” he said in a desperate, strained voice in my ear, and I did exactly that, as if he had that much command over my body.

I cried out as I clenched and contracted around him and flashes of light and color exploded behind my lids. The orgasm stretched out and seemed to ricochet off itself into another one as Holden climaxed too.

Spasms and shots of sensation washed through my body, and all I could do was lie there and nearly weep from the pleasure and ride it out, clinging to every second.

I gradually became aware of Holden’s weight resting on top of me as we both breathed hard, unable to form words. Eventually I ran my fingers lightly up his side, the only movement I was able to manage. His response was a sensual, satisfied groan that I could feel vibrating through my every cell.

“Mmm,” I said in response.