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Hundred percent. Without a doubt. Absolute trust.

Declan had this.

Chapter 28

My cock was going to explode from rolling a condom on.

Good Christ, I didn’t know what was better, the taste of Autumn’s orgasm on my tongue, her body laid out before me with her legs spread open, or the look in her eyes.

Her eyes. Fucking, hell. It was the trust in her eyes.

I dropped down, keeping one hand planted on the mattress to support my weight, and held her gaze.

“This okay?”

“Yes.” Her voice cracked and I hesitated.

“You control this. Doesn’t matter we’re here, you need me to stop, we stop. You need to be on top, you tell me.”

“I want this.”

“You trust me?”

“Yes.”

Quick, strong, sure.

“Then wrap your arms around me.”

I went down on my elbow giving her some of my weight and her hands went to my sides, then around, and glided over my back.

Fucking, fucking, hell.

Incredible.

Slowly, she moved her palms up and down, timid at first, then she gained confidence and continued to retrace her path.

“More?” I asked.

“Yes.”

My hand went to her hip, slid up over her ribs. I stroked under her breast and waited.

“More,” she mewed, and my thumb glided over her nipple.

If I’d been in my right mind, I would’ve noted how she’d arched into my touch, but I wasn’t thinking. I was lost in the feel of her hands on my back. I was so far gone, her soft skin barely registered.

Autumn Pierce owned me.

And the realization that I wanted this for the rest of my life unleashed some deep emotion I’d locked away. The need to belong, desperation, hope, promise. I never thought I’d yearn for someone’s touch. Never thought I’d lose myself in the beauty of the sensation.

This was enough. This feeling, the connection just from having her hands on me, the awareness that I didn’t care if she called it quits right now and my cock was left aching. I didn’t care if I had to wait fifty years before she was ready. As long as she was next to me, that was all I needed. I would do anything to keep her, anything to go to sleep next to her and wake up the same.

“Declan, more.”

Breathy, needy, fucking beautiful.

I held her eyes and settled my hips between her legs and nothing but desire stared back at me.