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He placed one knee on the bed and it sagged under his weight. Then he crawled over the top of me and lowered. It was all done slowly, his eyes never leaving mine.

I slid my hand down his scarred, inked chest to his abdomen and then to his cock. His body jerked as my finger grazed the tip of it.

“Fuck,” he mumbled.

I trailed a finger down the length of him then back up again. He remained completely still, hovering over me, but his expression was tight as if he was in pain. But I knew he wasn’t. His eyes still burned with heat.

I curled my hand around the base and gently squeezed. A hiss emerged from his throat and he threw his head back. I smiled at his response, loving how I could make this crass, arrogant man bend to me.

Because that’s what this was. Kilter bending to me. He gave me the pages he’d kept hidden from everyone else.

His hand covered mine on his cock. “Condom, babe. I need inside you.”

“I, ah…” God, I didn’t have any condoms.

He chuckled. “Don’t expect you to have any. Fuck, I’d be pissed if you did.”

“Pissed?”

“I know I’ve been gone for six months, but thinking about you fucking other guys is not something that rolls well with me.”

I raised my brows. “So, you thought we’d get together?”

He briefly kissed me on my swollen lips. “No, babe. I didn’t.”

“Oh,” I murmured, kind of disappointed that he hadn’t.

He cupped my chin, thumb stroking over my lower lip. “All I thought about was protecting you. Wanting you to get better. I never thought I’d have a chance at something special. And you’re something special, babe. Don’t deserve you, but, ” the corners of his lips curved up, “never said I wasn’t selfish. So, yeah, I want special and sweet and the beautiful woman lying underneath me waiting for my cock. You good with that?”

I shrugged, hiding my smile. “I guess.”

He snorted and ground his hips into me, and his cock pressed into my clit and sparks shot through me. “Oh, babe, you so don’t want to shrug at me. I can make you beg for a very long time.”

“I bet I can make you beg, too.” I squeezed his cock, sliding my hand up and down.

“Don’t beg. But I’m all for you trying.” He winked at me, grinning.

God, he winked at me. Kilter grinned and winked. It was as if learning the truth had finally released him from the prison he’d been living in.

He leaned over, opened the nightstand drawer, and fiddled around for a second before pulling out a small, square package. He ripped it open and rolled it on with one hand while I held the base of his cock. Then he moved so he knelt between my legs.

I wrapped my legs around his hips and he groaned as he slid his cock through my wetness before gently pressing at my opening.

“Look at me,” he ordered.

Shit, I had my eyes closed, waiting for him to thrust inside me. I was tense, knowing it would hurt at first.

“Want to see your eyes, so I know I’m not hurting you.” As soon as I looked at him, I relaxed and took a deep breath. This was Kilter. I wanted him inside me and my body ached for him.

“That’s it, baby. We do this slowly the first time. Okay?”

I nodded.

“Keep your eyes on me.”

I nodded again.

He lifted up on his arms and slowly pressed his cock into me. It was tight. God, it was tight, but it wasn’t painful. It was uncomfortable, maybe. He kept his eyes locked on me as he slowly tilted his hips and slid inside me further.

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