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The smile slipped from her lips. “That’s what I wanted to talk to you about.”

She plucked at the collar of my shirt. “I’ve been thinking about my conversation with him, about us, about how everything will change on Monday.”

“Nothing has to change,” I said. A slip of fear tinged my blood. I could feel it flowing through me as she put a bit of space between us.

“It will though. You’ll have Lili back. She’ll be staying with you at the MC.”

“Natalie is going to use the MC against me. I might get visitation but still lose overnights.” I leaned closer to her and stared into her eyes. “You’re important.”

Her voice softened. “Lili needs you.”

“She has me.” I sipped her trembling lips. “But I need you, too. Fuck woman, don’t tell me you don’t feel it.” I wrapped my fingers around her neck, stroking her skin with my thumb. My heart slammed against my ribs—for her. Emotions slipped through my veins—for her. My breath, my thoughts, the toxic need to possess every part of her. The fear of someone taking her from me. The pain of watching her cry. The high of making her come apart. All of me was hers. “I’m in love with you.”

A sob broke from her lips and tears filled her eyes. “I love you, too.” Her arms locked around me and her body crushed to mine.

I tipped her head and slanted my mouth over hers, sliding my tongue past the slope of her lip and tasting her, hoping she could feel how deeply she’d gotten under my skin. I’d never needed a woman the way I needed her. But I wasn’t asking for more than this moment. For right now, I’d lay myself open, raw and exposed.

“Fuck. I need inside you.”

She smiled against my lips. “Condoms are upstairs.”

Cupping her ass, I lifted her off the counter. Her smile turned into a laugh as I rushed toward the stairs leading to her room.

“Laugh, baby, but I’m putting condoms in every room of this house.”

She kept her legs locked around me and her arms around my shoulders. “Or I can make an appointment with my doctor and get on birth control.” She leaned in and nibbled on my ear. “I want to feel you inside me.”

I growled, pushed her against the wall in the hallway and ground my dick against her. “Keep talking, baby. If you’re my old lady, you’re going to ride my face, ride my dick, and ride on the back of my bike.”

She slammed her lips against mine. I carried her into her room and set her on the bed.

“Off.” I pointed to her clothes.

“You need to get naked, too.” She lifted her hips and stripped out of her booty shorts. “Hurry.” Another laugh bubbled out of her as she shimmied her underwear down her legs. Then she scrambled onto her knees and tugged her hoodie up her torso.

Her magnificent tits bounced and jiggled as she struggled to get her hoodie off. While I watched her, I unzipped my jeans. The anticipation of being inside her sent a tingle through me. Heat rushed into my cock as it thickened and hardened with a slow stretch. I fisted the base and squeezed.

“Shit.” Her muffled voice sounded from inside her hoodie as it caught on her ponytail. She twisted and turned until she was finally free of her clothes. Then she flipped her loose ponytail from her face, grabbed a condom from the nightstand, and turned to me. Her brows furrowed, and she glared at me. “You’re still dressed.”

As I peeled my jeans down my hips, a smile quirked my lips. “Spread your legs.”

Wearing a naughty smile, she leaned back on her elbows and butterflied her thighs for me. Her tongue slicked across her lips. Lips that hinted at mischief. Lips that smiled as easily as they trembled. Lips I wanted to feel against mine.

Lips I wanted wrapped around my cock.

She dropped the condom next to her and reached between her legs. With the first touch of her clit, her eyes closed, and a hiss slipped past her lips.

In seconds, I’d ripped my shirt off, shucked my jeans, and stepped out of my socks. I crashed onto the bed, gripped her hips, and tugged her pussy to my mouth.

This was mine. She was mine. With the first swipe of her soft center, she dropped to her back, raked her fingers through my hair, and swiveled her hips.

“Oh god,” she whispered as I sliced the blade of my tongue through her hot, wet folds. Like the tide of the ocean, she was wild and savage. The ebb and flow of her breaths were like the crashing waves, each one bringing her closer to release.

I closed my eyes and savored her. The taste of her was only mine. Her soft whimpers. Her gasps and moans. All mine. I darted my tongue into her hole, then sucked her clit into my mouth.

I hadn’t realized how empty I’d been. I didn’t realize how desperate I’d become to stay in her orbit. This was more than sex. More than finding someone who seemed to get me without speaking a word, someone who could share the silence with me, and someone who wanted to feel the wind on her face.

Time seemed to still as the sound of her ragged breaths saturated the air. I crushed my dick against the bed as the shaft grew painfully hard, and my balls throbbed with the weight of my need to come.