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“That look you’re giving me right now is making me need to be in you,” he admits, and I look down, seeing his cock is hard once again, standing straight up. “No one has ever looked at me like that.”

“No one looks at you with hate in their eyes?” I tease, attempting to brush off his compliment.

One hand skims up my leg and raises my skirt. “We both know there’s no hate in your eyes.” He kisses my neck, and naturally, I tilt my head to give him more room. “I’m going to crave those looks from you now. I want to bring you happiness. I have this… need to protect… to watch over you, and it has me wanting to kill anyone who ever looks at you wrong. I want to kill any man who has touched what’s mine. And I want to worship you each night, because you consume my thoughts day in and day out. I can’t help it.”

The fingers of his other hand trail up between my legs until they loop around my panties and drag them down my thighs. He does it slowly, his hands lightly caressing my skin as he goes down, until I step out of them.

He turns me, and his fingers easily unclasp my bra before he unzips my skirt. They fall to the ground at the same time. We’re both completely naked. The only sound in the room is our breathing. My stomach flutters, and I think I’m actually nervous. Sex has always been playful and fun. This is intimate; it involves feelings.

Maybe Demetri is someone I’ll be able to count on for… a while.

He lifts me, and I wrap my legs around him. He’s looking up at me as I look down into his eyes, and in this moment, I want to tell him I love him, the weight of those words heavy in the room. He must feel it too and not be able to take it, because he crashes his lips to mine.

His kiss breathes life into me, and my heart and soul flow into him. The head of his cock rests at my pussy. I wiggle, wanting to feel it inside me once again. It’s been far too long.

“My greedy girl. I’ve missed this.” He enters me, and I suck in a breath. He doesn’t move, allowing me to get used to his size. “Who do you belong to?” My core clenches, and I try to move, but he keeps me in place. “Are you mine?” he asks the same question, but in a different way.

“You have all of me,” I say breathlessly. Only then does he allow me to move, and I do, up and down, chasing that high only he can give me.

His one hand grips the base of my neck, dragging my face closer to his. Our breaths mingle while our bodies move in concert to each other. His lips skim my neck, peppering kisses along it.

The faster I move, the harder his hips thrust. I never want to go without this again. Demetri and I can say so much more with our bodies than we manage with words.

A blissful tingling begins to overwhelm my clit, and my breathing is loud and hard. “Choke me,” I plead without a second thought, and his hand slips to the front of my neck, his fingers beginning to squeeze. Slowly, the tension becomes greater, tighter.

“Does it feel good?” he growls.

My breaths have become shorter from the pressure around my throat. I nod, unable to vocalize my pleasure. His fingers release, and I suck in a breath before he squeezes once again. This time, I can’t breathe in or out.

Our eyes hold each other, his lust-filled as he takes me in. My head is light from the lack of oxygen. My hand goes to his that’s around my neck, my hips grinding down on him. As my orgasm breaks through, his fingers release, and I gasp in a breath as lights explode before my eyes. Pleasure hits me hard as I scream out his name, using all the air I have in my lungs.

“That’s a good girl.” He thrusts one more time as deep as he can go, and he groans, “Fuck, Katrina, I love you.”

My body freezes as I hear the words I longed for just minutes ago. He collapses still holding me, but the wall keeps the two of us upright. My fingers go to his hair, playing with the short strands.

“I love you too,” I confess.

Afterourmomentinthe gallery, we close up the shop and go home to continue exploring each other’s body. I fall asleep, exhausted, and I wake with Demetri holding me in our bed. I’m sore in all the right places. I manage to slip away and tiptoe out of the room to make us each a cup of coffee. I had our nanny take care of Capree and Charlotte all night, so I’ll have to relieve her soon, but I want to savor this moment with my husband.

I walk back into the room and watch Demetri stretch as he wakes up. My cheeks and chin still feel the burn from his beard.

God, he’s sexy.

The instant he sees me, his face lights up with a smile.

That smile.

That face.

It’s funny how the world works. How could I have possibly thought he was just some normal guy at the bar that night?

I hand him a cup of coffee.

“Thank you,” he says as he accepts the hot mug.

I lean down and place a soft kiss on his lips before going around to my side of the bed. His arm loops around me, and we sit there, drinking our coffee in silence as he holds me. Silence has never sounded so good to me.

Chapter 24: Katrina

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