Music Recommendation: Little do you know by Anne Leblanc x Hayden Summerall.
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ANTHONY'S POV
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"Oh—"
A sharp breath tore from my lungs as the rush of pleasure hit me—raw, drugging, and something more. Something deeper. It surged through my chest the instant I pushed in, flooding every inch of me.
And then—stillness.
I couldn't move.
My chest rose and fell in heavy waves, my fingers clenched the sheets by her side, knuckles white with restraint.
I stared into her eyes, frozen. Afraid. Afraid to move. Afraid to go deeper—not just into her body, but into what I already knew I'd find.
Her.
The real her.
The version of her that undid me—made me want to lay my head down and never leave.
Sweat clung to her skin, glistening. Her cheeks burned a soft red.
I leaned forward, my lips trembling as they found her forehead in a gentle kiss.
I couldn't call her name—my lips parted, but no sound came.
