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I grab his hands and link our fingers together, holding them captive against the cushions. And he lets me take control. He sighs, and I get lost in our kiss, all teeth and tongues. I turn him so he’s lying under me.

“Babe, don’t hurt yourself,” he warns.

“You mean by riding your dick?” I smirk, and his deep laugh fills his office, and I love the sound. He smiles against my mouth and turns me so I’m lying under him. “Yes,” I tell him. “You’re the only one.”

The corner of his mouth hikes up. “Good, because you’re the only one too.”

I’m panting, looking at him with his pants and boxer’s halfway down his legs as he hovers over me. “I can’t believe you love me for everything I am,” he tells me, his voice a hoarse whisper.

I brush some stray locks behind his ears and stare into those dark depths. There is so much he hides behind his cold gaze, but not the love he feels for me. It’s there, and now I know it always was. “I do…” The words get stuck in my throat.

“You do?” he asks.

“Yes, I love you,” I reply in Korean.

He closes his eyes for a second and leans in to seal his lips over mine, and his cock twitches.

“What were you thinking about?” I ask as he opens his eyes again and peers deep into mine. “About what we did last night?” He chuckles.

“How I made you come?” I wink at him.

He shakes his head. “How I made you shout my name, kitten.”

“You don’t have to be so careful, Sum, I’m not made of sugar, I can literally take a beating,” I tell him, turning him so I’m on top again.

He grabs my thighs. “Don’t joke about that, you know what it takes not to have my guys follow you when you meet up with friends or go to the gallery.”

I raise a brow and he laughs, the sound filling me with happiness. “Okay, I admit, I do have them follow you. I need you safe, I’m not going to apologize for it,” he says, and pouts.

“I know.” I trail my fingers over the scars on his face, right over the frown line between his eyes. He leans into my touch and nods.

“You own every part of me, kitten. You have my heart, you have me,” he says, his deep voice having an edge to it.

I nod too, feeling so much happiness from his words and the way he holds me.

“I’ll do anything for you, you are a part of me now. I love you, Storm.”

“I love you too, and I was thinking, Summer is a fitting name for you, by the way,” I tease, sucking his bottom lip between mine before letting go.

He rolls his eyes, running his thumb over my cheek. “Why?”

“You have brought so much light in my life. It was dark before I met you. You thought you were the darkness, but to me, you are the sun, the light I looked for but couldn’t find until you. You are my everything,” I confess, cupping his cheeks.

He keeps staring at me, not saying anything. “You know how boring my life was before I met you. I thought I had it all. The car, the house, the freedom to do what I wanted, but there was always something missing.”

“What?” I whisper, feeling the tears starting to spill over.

“You, babe, I was looking for you. You are my lightning, the storm I was chasing but could never find. I’m yours. And you’re mine.”

I press my lips to his and get lost in him, in us.

“Tell me what you want me to do to you,” he growls, and his whole chest vibrates.

“Whatever you want.” I mimic his voice, and his head falls back against the couch while a dirty lopsided grin lights up his face.

“Whatever I want,” he says, pretending to think about it. I love it when he takes control, and he knows it. He lifts me up from the couch and places me on his desk. “Turn around, kitten,” he orders.

I shake my head, fighting against my smile. He tries to keep his face in check, but he cracks a bad boy smirk anyway. I run the tips of my fingers over the scar next to the corner of his lip. “What do you see when you look at me?”

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