Everything happened so fast that it was impossible to tell her limbs from his as their arms wrapped around each other. Their mouths connected and their lips immediately parted, giving way to their hungry tongues.

The taste of him was a blur of sensations. It had been far too long since Bre had him in her mouth. She’d missed just how much the taste of him intoxicated her.

His strong hands slid up her back, fingers pressing into her. She moaned loudly, losing herself in all the wonderful sensations. All her fears about where they were disappeared. Collin had broken down defenses that she’d held firm for longer than she cared to admit. He’d turned them to nothing.

Bre was eager to give herself to him in a way that no one had ever had her. Submitting to him in her apartment—in her safe place—was a wholly new thing for her. She was about to finally give herself to him in the way she’d wanted since they’d first come back from the Hamptons.

Collin’s hands slid down to her ass. Shivers washed over her when he cupped her asscheeks. Bre’s legs spread and wrapped around his slender waist as he lifted her up. The bulge of his hard-on rubbed between her legs, grinding against the sensitive spot that had been neglected for the last two weeks.

He carried her out of the living room into the only connected hallway. She didn’t have to tell him where to go—there weren’t exactly a lot of options for exploring her tiny apartment. They entered the hallway, and it was only in the last instant that Bre remembered what was waiting for them…

Too late.

There was a loud thud as Collin’s foot connected with something hard. He grunted and stumbled forward. Bre had to let go of him to catch herself so they didn’t both fall over.

Her cheeks scorched red as her eyes adjusted to the darkness. It didn’t take long to identify the culprit: the heavy dresser she’d moved out of her room a few weeks earlier. As usual, she’d gotten distracted in the middle of everything and had never finished what she started. She basically didn’t even notice it anymore when she squeezed by it in the narrow hallway.

“What the hell is that doing here?” Collin said, scowling at it.

Ugh… and everything had been going so well!

“My dresser.”

“I can see that, but why is it right there? Did you run out of space in your room?”

“Not exactly. I just… I was rearranging a few weeks ago and never got around to putting it back where it goes.”

Bre wished there was a better explanation, but the truth of the matter was fairly straightforward.

There was just enough light from the living room to make out the incredulous look he gave her. He was surely reassessing everything he thought he knew. Maybe Collin was only just realizing that she wasn’t lying about the extent of her craziness. Yes, her apartment looked like it was ransacked by robbers. That was just how she lived.

“Weeks?” he said.

“Weeks… months… it’s all the same in the end.” She let out a sigh. “Look, I told you there were going to be things about me that you would have to get used to. This is just a part of who I am.”

There was a long pause before he responded; her imagination filled the silence with the worst thoughts possible. His dick had probably gone completely soft and would never get hard for her again.

“Is there anything else I should be expecting?”

“Don’t think you can handle it?” she asked, suddenly indignant about the whole situation.

“I can handle anything you bring my way,” Collin answered without even a moment’s hesitation.

Her eyes widened as an excited rush pulsed between her legs.

“Is that so?”

He nodded.

“The question is: are you going to be able to handle what I give you?”

She bit her lip.

“Why don’t you stop wasting time and find out for yourself?”

In a flash, she was in his arms and their lips were going at it like nothing had even happened. Collin carried her the rest of the way into her bedroom—this time without any issues. He lowered her and she quickly shoved away the pile of laundry from its usual home at the end of the bed. Collin didn’t say anything about it; probably because he actually wanted to get laid and knew what was best for him.

They both started ripping each other’s clothes off. Enough light came in through the window next to her bed that Bre got the chance to admire Collin’s athletic chest as he unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them down over her ass and off her legs. Collin’s pants quickly followed. His rock-hard cock sprung out like a caged animal.

“I’ve been looking forward to this since I was on the other side of the world,” Collin said, gazing down at her, taking all of her in.

It had been weeks since they’d seen each other. And if she only had one night with him before he flew out of the country again she wasn’t about to take it slow.

Tonight was about one thing: fucking.

“If you make me wait a second longer to have your dick inside of me you’re not going to like what happens…”

Collin didn’t need any more motivation than that. He grabbed his cock and pressed it into her soaked pussy. She’d been fantasizing about it for the last two weeks and she had to suck in a long breath as it invaded her body.

“Give it to me!” she moaned.

He lived up to his end of the deal. He worked her harder and more thoroughly than he ever had before. Everything felt like it was on another level. More sensitive. More amazing. He looked divine as he plunged himself in and out of her. It felt like only a brief second passed before she was coming. Her core quivered and contracted around his throbbing cock, as though she were trying to squeeze the life out of it.

Her first orgasm was intense, but brief, and Bre was quickly back to grinding her hips as Collin slid in and out of her. The light from the window behind her bed made the thin sheen of sweat glint on his muscular chest. He looked so delicious.

Damn, she loved having him inside of her.

His assault was unrelenting and with each pump his breath became more and more labored. But he never slowed. He just kept giving it to her. It was incredible. And just like that, Bre was coming again. She let out a loud scream as another pulse of blinding light washed away everything but her ecstasy.

A grin spread across Collin’s face.

“Twice already?”

She shot him a fierce stare when she finally came back to her senses.

“We’re just getting started.”

In one fluid motion, Bre shifted her weight to the side and pressed Collin over. He rolled with her and she ended on top of him, riding his cock. It was so fluid they might have coordinated it ahead of time but that’s just how connected they were. Completely in sync with each other.

His cock always felt larger when she was on top. She could easily shift herself to make it hit all the right spots. And that’s exactly what she did.

Bre worked her hips forward, backward, and side to side. The look on Collin’s face let her know she was on the right track. She wanted to milk him for everything he had. Judging by the way his cock was trembling inside of her, it wouldn’t be long before he gave her exactly that.

“You’re so fucking hot,” Collin said. His hands clamped around her tiny waist, pinning her in place as he started fucking her from the bottom. “Everything about you. You’re fucking perfect.”

“Everything?”

“Everything. You’re flawless.”

“You’re just saying that to flatter me.”

“Yes. But it’s the truth.”

She bit her lip.

“It’s working.”

His cock twitched and felt like it grew even harder inside of her. Collin thrusted it hard and fast. Her core tightened around him, preparing for yet another orgasm. Was she really about to come again this quickly? She’d never come this quickly so many times before.

Bre wasn’t the only one on the brink. She could feel the tenseness in Collin as he quivered inside of her. He was getting close. Bre worked her hips even harder, rotating them from side to side while clamping herself around him. She wanted to feel him come inside her. She wanted to feel his warmth flood her depths.

“Come for me, baby.”

She leaned her hands into his chest and stared into his eyes. The intense connection between them solidified, growing stronger with every second their eyes remained locked. She wanted to fall into them; to swim in their depths for the rest of her life. Was this love?

“Tell me you want it,” Collin said.

“God! Give it to me.”

“Tell me how bad you want it.”

“I might die without it.”

A smirk tugged at his lip.

“Well, we can’t let that happen.”

Collin’s hands tightened around her tiny waist. He tensed as he slammed his cock up and into her. It wasn’t so much hard as it was intentional. With every plunge inside of her, the connection between them deepened. Solidified. Was made whole.

With one final thrust, Collin’s eyes lost focus. He let out a loud groan. And then he erupted. Bre nearly lifted off the bed as he expanded and filled her. Her core clamped around him and in an instant she was also on the verge of coming again. But it was different. This orgasm didn’t feel like those before. It was deeper. More intimate. More… personal. If that were possible.

She didn’t know how to describe it, and it didn’t matter. All she knew was that it left her feeling lighter than air. She felt like she could float away; to wherever the wind took them. Life could happen around them; ignore them. None of it mattered. She and Collin could just float away together without a single care in the world.

And judging by the look on his face, he felt the exact same way.