Page 282 of Dirty Princess


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“Yeah,” I say. “I can see that. You’re not worried about someone stealing this?”

“Who would steal it?” Cullen asks. “There’s only two people who know about this money. Me. And now you.”

I swallow hard. “Why…?”

Cullen touches my face. “I trust you, love. I believe in you. I know you’re meant for this life.”

I take a deep breath.

I nod.

“I think I’ve had enough seriousness for now,” I whisper.

Cullen zips up the bag and hides it in his closet.

We both stand up.

He touches my face again.

I’m done with all of this.

I pull his hand from my face down to my right breast.

I cup my hand over his.

Then I reach for his other hand and place that to my other breast.

Cullen presses his body against mine, knocking me back against the closet door.

I can’t even cry out in time because his mouth is there, touching mine.

We’re kissing.

Hard and fast.

His hands smothering my breasts over my shirt.

I buck my hips against him, wanting him.

The mafia bad boy with a bag full of cash in his closet and probably a million secrets I don’t ever want to know about…

Just fucking take me again, Cullen!

Make me forget Archer for good.

Ifeel Cullen’s warm, naked body against mine.

The front of his body against the back of my body.

We’re kind of cuddling.

We’re supposed to be sleeping.

Well, we were sleeping.

His right hand touches my hip, holding me tight.

My eyes blink a few times.

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