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pleasure tumbling off her tongue. Her body tightens around me, and my release quickly follows. I growl against her mouth as I fill the condom, sharing in her moment of pleasure.
    Dear God, if I had known it could be like this…
    I’ve had a lot of sex in my life. More than most people get to experience. But I must have been doing something wrong because I’ve never experienced something even close to this. What sort of spell has Elle cast over me, that even the sex is so different? So enthralling?
    I stay on top of her as we catch our breaths. Even though I finally got my release, need still hums through my body. The hunger never ends.
    “Yes,” I murmur to her, “I think we will definitely need all three of those boxes of condoms.”
    She lets out a breathless laugh. Her arms are still around me, but she loosens her grip on my back.
    I prop myself up on my elbows, looking down at her. Her face is even redder now, flushed from the exertion, and her eyes are both glazed and bright at the same time—no doubt in response to what we just experienced together. If that was even half as good for her as it was for me, then she is undoubtedly very satisfied.
    As I look at her, though, her sated smile falls into a frown. She reaches up and touches my mouth, and I wince slightly as a fresh sting of pain shoots through my lip.
    “You’re bleeding,” she whispers.
    I grin. “I have you to thank for that, you feisty thing.”
    Her eyes widen. “I didn’t realize—”
    I cut her off with a kiss.
    For a moment, we lose ourselves again. Even spent as we are, we still can’t seem to get enough of each other. I might have tried to persuade her into another round—no doubt my body would have been up to the task—but then I feel a slight rumbling beneath me. Her stomach is grumbling.
    I pull back, amused, and but she has a look of horror on her face. “I…I haven’t eaten anything yet today…”
    “Neither have I,” I say, delighting in her adorable embarrassment. “And we’ve certainly worked up quite an appetite, haven’t we?”
    She nods, but I can tell she’s still slightly mortified by the sounds of hunger emanating from her belly.
    “Come,” I say, sitting up. “Let’s get home and feed you.”
    We start to pull our clothes back on, and we’re nearly dressed again when we hear the unmistakable sound of footsteps approaching.
    We both freeze. We both have our pants back on, but anyone who stumbled across us like this—disheveled and partway sprawled on the ground—could have little doubt as to what we were doing.
    The footsteps approach slowly, and I hold my breath. When I glance over at Elle, she’s chewing on her lip.
    I grin. I have half a mind to try and kiss her again. To hell with whatever unexpected company we might have.
    The footsteps, however, come and go without incident. Once they’ve faded into the distance, I reach out and grab her hand.
    “Let’s go feed that beautiful belly of yours,” I say.
    We both stand. Elle looks rather sheepishly around, as if she expects someone to be watching and waiting for us, and I find her modesty absolutely charming. As we begin walking back toward her house, I reach over and pull a bit of grass out of her hair.
    “You have a bit of something here,” I say.
    Her blush deepens. “Oh, God—my whole back must be covered.”
    I glance down her back—I’m always grateful for this view—and sure enough, there are leaves and dirt all over her.
    “Just a little,” I say.
    “How much is a little?”
    I laugh and sweep a hand across her. “Let’s just say that anyone who sees you can probably guess what we were just doing.”
    “Ugh.” Her entire neck is red now. “Let’s just get home. Quickly.” She hurries down the street.
    “There’s no reason to be embarrassed,” I say, grinning as I jog to catch up to her. “I think it’s a charming look.”
    “I don’t want the whole world knowing we just had sex!”
    “Why not? They should be happy for