Kade felt his own climax building fast. "Gonna come again—"
"Inside me," she demanded, pulling him down for a messy, desperate kiss. "Fill me up."
With a guttural groan, Kade buried himself to the hilt and came hard, pulsing deep inside her as intense pleasure ripped through him. Dakota came a final time with him, her scream muffled against his mouth as her body milked every last drop from him.
They collapsed in a sweaty, trembling heap—Kade still buried inside her, both of them gasping for air, hearts thundering.
Dakota smiled against his neck, voice hoarse but satisfied.
"That's more like it…"
They lay tangled in the ruined sheets, bodies slick with sweat and still joined. The morning sunlight streamed through the tall windows, painting their skin in warm gold and highlighting every mark they'd left on each other—faint fingerprints on Dakota's hips, the flush across her chest, the pink handprints on her ass.
