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run my nails over the ridges of his back, digging my fingers into his shoulders as the taste and smell of him consumes me. Evan has no more words, returning to undressing me instead. He slides a hand under my backside as he removes my pajama pants. Evan’s gaze caresses my naked body as he finishes undressing.
    Lowering his head, eyes searching mine, his breath comes in short bursts. “You’re the most amazing thing that’s ever happened to me. I love you.”
    The tenderness in Evan’s words shares an unmistakable hunger in his eyes. I take hold of his face, drag him towards me, and our lips collide. I love this guy so much, and he does things to me I never dreamed anyone could. Evan’s hand slips between my thighs, swirling his thumb over my clit, and my breathing speeds to match his as his fingers stroke the wet heat of me. I fight down the groan but the sound escapes, and in response, Evan pulls his face from mine and gives me a look and a smile I recognize.
    He slides his head down, his rough face scratching my sensitive skin as he kisses and nips his way along my stomach. Kneeling on the floor, he nudges my legs apart, and before I can protest, his mouth is on me. As his tongue glides over my sex, sensation jolts through every nerve in my body as he leisurely explores me with his tongue. I don’t want the pressure building inside me to explode so soon, but a larger part of me doesn’t want him to stop. I lie back as the pressure mounts in my tingling body, shaking towards the edge as his fingers slide into me and match the movement of his tongue.
    With more self-control than I realize I have, I move myself away from his mouth. “Please be inside me, Evan.”
    He climbs back towards me, one eyebrow raised. I reach an arm towards the drawer by the side of my bed. As I open it, he reaches inside. When he finds a condom, I take it from him. I rip open the foil and roll the condom over the hard length of him, pushing the desire away to put my mouth around him instead.
    Our lips collide again, hungry and hot, and Evan hesitates before he enters me with a force that makes me gasp. Gripping my hips as he thrusts, I match the movement with my own. Holding his head, our gazes lock, and words aren’t needed to share our thoughts. Falling into waves of bliss, I close my eyes and drown in the intensity of sex with Evan.
    Lying in his arms afterwards, the word he used resonates around my mind. The word Evan hates. Need.

Chapter Five

    NESS

    The last of the autumn leaves gather at my feet as the northern English winter wind blows across campus. I pull my coat tighter and wish I’d brought my gloves. Evan’s working today and a couple of my classes are cancelled, so I decide to surprise him with lunch.
    Some of my happiest summer memories were of our days travelling the Greek islands. By that point, we’d become comfortable in our emerging relationship. We'd spent a few weeks gradually crossing from France to Italy, and in that time, we learned so much about each other. The bond between us felt natural and unbreakable. The rugged beauty of the islands and the hot summer matched the intensity of new emotions I had for Evan, and on dark days in Leeds, I wish we were back there.
    Now the English autumn descends into winter, and I decide we need a reminder of the idyll of summer. Every day in Greece we’d sit on the beach and eat salad, something I can replicate here in the dull English city. A quick trip around the supermarket for ingredients, I proudly throw together a Greek salad, the smell of the feta pulling me straight back to the summer world of picnics and sunshine. With the full container in my messenger bag, I wait outside the gym for Evan.
    When Evan appears, he’s jacketless despite the cool day. I shiver; just looking at him in his thin T-shirt makes me cold. And warm inside. I can’t help but feel a little smug when I take in the sight of my hot-as-hell boyfriend. He has the whole damp-chested, mussed hair,