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“I guess they didn’t like the show we were giving them,” Zoey teases between moans.
“Fuck ’em. I’m the only man you need to please. Me and only me,” I snarl, pulling the belt around her neck.
She gasps. “Is that so? Don’t I have a say on the matter?”
Fear strikes me to a dead stop. “Do you want anyone else but me?” I ask, trying to read her eyes.
As they soften, Zoey picks up the pace, jumping on my cock in the most glorious of ways.
“All I need is you. All I need is you. Just you, Gray. Just you.”
I pull her face toward me and crush my lips onto hers, needing to swallow her precious vow to the pits of my blackened, scarred soul. It’s with a kiss that my little doe takes flight and reaches into the heavens. Her pussy squeezes around me, coaxing me to follow her into a nirvana I’ve never touched before.
Not until her.
When we fall back to solid ground, I remove the belt from her neck and untie the one binding her wrists. I softly kiss the red marks they left on her skin before I cup her face.
“Little doe…” I choke, this new emotion leaving me without the right words. She waits patiently for me, rubbing her cheek against my palm while I try to summon up every dream and wish for the future I planned out for us. She’s made me believe that I’m deserving of something better, of an actual life. Before Zoey, I was content living each day as a ghost.
Not anymore.
Now I want to live fully with her at my side.
But all those beautiful words that are so easy for others fail me, and in the end, I say the only thing that matters. The one thing she’s known all along.
“I love you too, little doe.”
They don’t seem like they are enough though. What I feel for Zoey surpasses even the greatest love stories. She’s the very air in my lungs, the reason I breathe. The reason my heart beats, and the reason I get up every morning and fight my demons every night.
No, love doesn’t compare to the magnitude of my feelings for the woman in my arms, but there are none in the human language that come close to describing them, so instead, I’ll show her every day.
The coy smile that stretches across her lips has my heart beating out the syllables of her name. She looks so young in my hands. So fragile. So pure. Just like the first day we met. It’s the love that binds us that whispers that it’s okay to be vulnerable with each other. That we’ll always hold our hearts in our hands and take every precaution to keep them safe.
Two fractured souls now whole.
“I love you, Zoey. With my last breath, I will roam this Earth loving you,” I vow.
She pulls my palm away from her cheek and plants the sweetest kiss at its center before she looks me in the eye, endless love swimming in her sea of green.
“Good. I’m going to hold you to that.” She smiles, but then there is a hesitant gleam in her eyes that unsettles me. More so when she opens her mouth to speak again. “You and I are the real deal, Gray. Don’t fuck it up.”
I open my mouth to protest, but she silences me by pressing her index finger over my lips.
“No lies. No secrets. That’s what it means to love someone.”
Does she know?
Have her memories of living in the group home resurfaced?
Does she remember me?
But all my questions are left unanswered when I see a black BMW drive into the Henderson driveway.
“Get dressed, little doe. We’ve got work to do.”
CHAPTER20
Zoey
