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With a wicked smile, she licks the crown of my cock, causing me to groan, the tortured one of a man who has been denied so long and she dips her head and slides it home, sucking and licking the shaft as if she is worshipping at my feet.

It’s the sweetest feeling in the world, knowing my heart and soul connected once more and the happiness I’m experiencing now is something I never dared hope for. The only sound in the room is the slurping and soft moans coming from my woman as she teaches me why I’ve always belonged to her. Nobody has ever made me feel like she does, and she is reminding me of what I’ve missed.

I thrust into her mouth, wishing like hell it was inside her soft sweet pussy and as she pulls away, she grips my balls and shifts so she straddling me once more. Then she spears herself on my desperate cock, and the feeling as I slide home is one I never want to end and in the ghostly moonlight, she rides me with a soft moan of pleasure.

I stare at the beauty owning my body and I can’t tear my eyes away. Phoebe always did command my full attention whenever she was in the room, and that hasn’t changed. It feels so good as her soft, drenched pussy clenches my cock and rides it hard. She is reminding me who really calls the shots around here, and I am happy to let her take charge.

She sucks in her lower lip and stares deep into my eyes and gasps, “Fuck, your piercing is so hot, baby.”

I reach out and pull her foul mouth to mine and then, with a growl, I spin her onto her back and push in deeper, harder and faster, pushing her back and forth on the bed as I fuck her hard. This time it’s dirty, unrelenting and like an animal because all the pain, the anguish and the missed months of our lives are resulting in a desperate coupling that I can’t contain.

Her legs wrap around me, and her fingernails scrape my back and as I bite down hard on her neck, her screams echo around the room as I tear through her body. Suddenly, she stills and then gasps, and her orgasm catches my attention as her body shatters under me. She stares into my eyes the entire time as she clenches my cock, her sweet honey raining down on it, drowning it in love.

I am so hard and my balls swell as they are desperate for release and with a wicked smile, she grasps them in her hand and milks them hard, causing me to shoot my load deep inside her gorgeous body.

Fuck.

I bury my face in her neck, and she wraps her arms around me and whispers, “I love you, Apollo. It’s always been you and always will be.”

I pull back and cup her beautiful face in my hands and say gruffly, “I love you, Phoebe, and there has never been and never will be anyone else. You have my heart, and you always have.”

Then I kiss her softly, gently and with a promise this is just our beginning and when I pull away, she giggles, “Fuck. These white sheets are ruined. There is paint is all over them.”

It makes me laugh and I stroke her face and whisper, “Then let me deal with that for you.”

As I take her hand, I lead her to the bathroom and as I push her against the shower wall, I turn the shower on and as the hot water washes a river of black down the drain, I step back as my beautiful woman comes back to me. I worship her, I always have and as the paint bleeds into the past, I kneel at her feet and part her thighs, tasting the honey that has always been my favorite one in the world and I intend on taking my time as I show her just how much I’ve missed her.

CHAPTER 64

MELISSA

The jet touches down at the familiar airfield and it’s as if I’ve been away for years. I don’t know why I’m nervous. I shouldn’t be. This is my life. I can do what I want with it, but my brothers have controlled it for so long now and my father before them, it feels strange taking charge.

Adonis appears unconcerned but then again, nothing seems to get to him. He wears his usual cool mask of indifference well and allows nobody to see what he’s thinking, even me. Maybe one day I’ll learn how to read him. I have a lifetime to try and as he catches my eye, he growls, “Relax, little one. They are your family and want what’s best for you.”

He reaches out and runs his thumb against my lips, pressing down hard as he says smoothly, “And if they have a problem with us, leave it with me.”

I roll my eyes. “I can handle my own family, Adonis and if anyone is dealing with problems concerning them, it will be me.”

He shakes his head and grips my face hard, whispering, “You are so independent, Melissa. I will enjoy bringing you in line.”

I roll my eyes, “Whatever, you could try I suppose.”

His answer is to pull my head to his and bite down softly on my lip, causing me to groan. “Not fair.”

He releases me as the door opens and the steps retract and says with a wicked smile. “It will be good to see Troy and Laura again.”

“If you say so.” I mumble because despite everything, I do care what my family think and marrying a hitman may not go down well.

Troy has sent his car and driver for us and I smile at Carlton as we reach him.

“It’s good to see you, Charlie. Have you met my fiancé, Adonis?”

Charlie grins. “No. Congratulations to you both.”

“Thanks.”

I offer him a beaming smile as we step into Troy’s custom-made Bentley.

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