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My heart was galloping out of control when he finally released my lips and trailed his hot mouth down my neck.
My body was clamoring to be connected to this man in the most intimate way possible. “Fuck me, Dylan. Please. I need you.”
I didn’t give a damn about details, where we were going to live, or about my business.
The only thing I needed right now was him.
I shivered as his hands reached beneath my sundress and smoothed them up my thighs, finally reaching the point where he could hook his thumbs into my panties.
I kicked out of them once he’d pulled them down my legs and watched, my heart racing, as he liberated his very erect cock from his tuxedo pants.
He lifted me, and my back hit the living room wall with a small thud.
“Can’t wait right now, love,” he grunted. “Better next time.”
My urgency was just as great as his as I tightened my legs around his waist. “Just fuck me, Dylan.” I panted, my heartbeat thundering in my ears. “I. Need. You.”
One sharp movement of his hips had him buried inside me as he growled. “You have me, Kylie. You always will.”
My body responded wildly to the harsh, feral look on his face.
“Tell me,” he demanded as he pumped into me. “Tell me you love me.”
I leaned my head back against the wall and closed my eyes as his mouth devoured the sensitive skin of my neck. “I love you, Dylan Lancaster. I love you.”
Right now, I needed him like this.
Fierce.
Uncontrolled.
Demanding.
Greedy.
“Again,” he commanded with a groan.
The frantic coupling had my climax building already.
I speared my hands into his hair and gripped the locks to ground myself.
“I. Love. You,” I cried out.
His hands gripped my ass harder. “Don’t ever run from me like that again. It nearly killed me, woman.”
“I won’t. I won’t,” I promised as I dropped short, heated kisses on his face.
Dylan was my life, and I knew I’d think twice before I ever did anything to hurt him again.
It might happen unintentionally in the future, but the haunted look on his face when he’d assumed I didn’t love him would be tattooed into my memory forever.
There was nothing I wouldn’t do in the future to make sure I never saw that expression again.
“Christ! I love you, Kylie. I’ll never be able to get enough,” Dylan rasped against my skin. “You’re fucking mine.”
“And you’re mine,” I replied fiercely as I nipped his earlobe.
Unable to hold back any longer, my orgasm seized control of my body.
Dylan followed me soon after and captured my last lusty moan by slamming his mouth down on mine for a frenzied kiss.
We stayed just like that for a few minutes, our foreheads on each other’s shoulders as we recovered our senses.
Finally, when my lips could form the words, I said, “Let me stay with you, Dylan. Let me love you. Let me be there for every happy moment of your life and the difficult ones, too. No more running away.”
“Thank fuck!” he said fervently. “I’ll never take that love for granted, sweetheart. I lived too damn long without it.”
“I feel exactly the same way,” I murmured as he started to carry me toward the bedroom, my legs still wrapped around him.
I was completely convinced that no matter what happened in the future or how we ended up working things out, Dylan would always make sure that I knew I was totally and completed loved.
