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“I know,” I grunt. “I should have told you or warned you. It’s all my fault and I fucking hate myself for it.”
She shakes her head, fingers whispering up my chest. “Do not ever hate yourself, Dempsey. You’re so talented. You’re a good, worthy man.”
My heart stutters to a stop at her kind words.
“What I saw tonight,” she continues, “took me by surprise, and obviously upset your parents, but the vulnerability I saw in your art was breathtaking.”
“You thought so?”
I don’t even want to think about the lectures I’ll receive when I finally make it home. Sloane was the first and most important place for me to be. Everything else can wait.
“I did.”
“I wanted to come after you,” I explain. “But I also didn’t want to make it worse. Old me would have. When I’m around you, though, I want to think things through and do what’s right for everyone involved.”
She graces me with a sweet smile. “You’re a good man.”
I’d been expecting her to yell at me or refuse to speak to me, but this is better. She’s letting me in again. Forgiving me for my stupidity. Praising me. I love this woman. I always will.
I dip down and kiss her deeply. A small moan of pleasure hums out of her, giving me all the permission I need. Gently, I start maneuvering her toward her bed, my mouth owning hers with each swipe of my tongue. With my arm looped around her, I lower her to the bed, settling my strong body on top of her lithe one.
She’s finally letting me in.
It feels like the sweetest reward after a night from hell.
Our kiss grows hungrier, but then her hands are pressing on my chest. Reluctantly, despite the throbbing in my cock and the growl escaping me, I pull back to stare at her pretty face.
“We can’t.”
I blink at her, her words confusing me. We totally can. We just were. She’s into me and I fucking love her. Why can’t we?
“Babe…”
Her head shakes as tears well in her eyes. “Please, Dempsey. Don’t. I…”
I stroke my thumb over her cheek, searching her face. “What is it? Talk to me.”
“I can barely say no,” she whispers, shame coating her words.
“Then don’t.”
A long moment passes where we stare holes into each other. Her lashes flutter when I press a kiss to her nose. She sighs happily when my lips find their way back to hers. It starts sweet again but within minutes, we’re both panting. Her heels dig into my ass as my stone-hard dick grinds against her center.
“Dempsey.”
The pleading tone in her voice between kisses has me pulling away once more.
“We’re meant to be,” I murmur, rubbing my nose along hers. “I know you see it. Feel it.”
She whimpers when I thrust my hips. “I do. I just, I can’t.”
Her eyes are full of shame and I know exactly why. She can’t be with me because of my mother. I wish our bond were stronger than theirs. If only she’d give it a chance to be.
“This isn’t just getting laid for me,” I admit, voice broken and vulnerable. “It’s about you. It’s always been about you. I want you more than anything in this world, Sloane. Anything.”
Tears leak from the corners of her eyes and she sniffles. “Then be strong for me. I can’t. I’m too weak.”
Everything in her expression begs to be held, cared for, loved. I ache to do all those things. But the words she’s giving me starkly contrast that.
