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I cut him off with a scream as I splitter apart. I wrap my legs around his torso, locking my ankles behind his back. I cling to him as every nerve ending vibrates with deliciously sharp pleasure. Ecstasy courses through my veins and drips out of me as my pussy snaps around his cock.

I feel him swell up inside of me, stretching me impossibly wider. He roars his release, his bulging muscles tensing and releasing as he fills me up with his cum. Our combined orgasm stretches on for long moments as we hold each other close.

Walker holds himself deep inside of me, even after we’re both completely spent. He buries his face into the side of my neck, kissing me there and letting out a huge breath. I comb my fingers through his hair, loving this tender, almost fragile moment. Walker sighs and relaxes even more. I love feeling the weight of his body on top of mine.

He lifts his head, resting his forehead against mine. I didn’t think it was possible, but his cock is still hard. I whimper as he starts rolling his hips slowly. Aftershocks of my intense orgasms spark through me.

Walker cups the side of my face, gently stroking my cheek. He’s making love to me. That’s what this is. Slowly, so slowly, he enters me and pulls back out. I feel every ridge and vein is his thickness as he pushes inside of me once more.

He rocks into me, his forehead never leaving mine, his hand never leaving my cheek. We come together silently, holding each other’s gaze. I swear I see tears in his eyes, but Walker leans down to kiss me before they fall.

I feel so precious in this moment. Surrounded by his strength as my limp body melts into the mattress makes me feel so thoroughly loved and protected. Walker gently rolls us over, draping me across his body.

“I love you,” he murmurs. He says it easily, naturally, as if we’ve always said that to each other. Tilting my head up to stare into his deep blue gaze, I know it’s true. We’ve always loved each other.

“I love you so much, Walker Evans.”

“Thank fuck,” he breaths out, making me giggle. His lips turn up on one side in the sweetest, sexiest little grin. “Love that sound, pixie. Need it in my life every damn day. You okay with that?”

“Are you sure you want this hot mess?” I half tease. There’s no doubt I’m a mess. I just hope he thinks I’m a mess worth cleaning up.

Walker tangles his fingers in my hair, gently tugging my head up to meet his serious gaze. “Indigo Wright. I’ve never wanted anyone or anything more than you. You, sweetheart, are now my reason for existing. I want to be your safe place. I want to be the one you turn to always. I’ll remind you to charge your phone and bring it with you before you leave. I’ll make sure you always leave the house with a coat. I’ll be the one to take care of the details for you. I want to.”

“Why? I mean, what do you get out of it?”

He looks at me like I'm absolutely insane. "What do I get out of it?" Walker repeats slowly like he's trying to understand. "I get you. I get to experience your beautiful, wild soul. I get to soak up your light and joy and keep it as my own. If you ask me, I'm getting the better end of the deal," he says with a smile.

I can’t help the tears falling down my face. He kisses each one away and tucks my head under his chin, rubbing calming circles on my back. “Thank you,” I whisper, unsure how else to respond to his unexpectedly vulnerable, sweet words.

“I love you, pixie,” he murmurs. “Rest now, love. I’ve got you.” I’m about to protest and say I’m not tired, but instead, I yawn and snuggle deeper into my Walker.Mine. “Yours,” he whispers.

Oops, I must have said that out loud. I smile into his chest and close my eyes, completely content to let him take care of me like this.

CHAPTER EIGHT

WALKER

Istir awake in the dark, unsure of what woke me up. Then I hear it. The sweetest, softest moan. I’m spooned around Indie’s small, curvy body, one hand on her side as she rocks her hips slowly, brushing her ass against my hard as fuck dick.

“Baby,” I groan, tightening my hold on her hip to help her grind against me.

“Mmm,” is all she says.

“Are you awake?” I ask, sliding my hand around to her front and cupping her pussy. Fucking hell, she’ssoakedfor me. Indie moans my name under her breath and pushes back against me. My sleepy, horny girl is going to get quite the wake-up call.

I settle my throbbing cock in between her cheeks, rubbing the sore fucker up and down to find relief. Dipping two fingers inside her tight as fuck hole, I drag her arousal up her slit and circle her little bundle of nerves. Indie jerks forward, gasping as her cunt pulses for me and releases more of her sweetness.

“Walker?” she asks, her voice scratchy from sleep.

“Yeah, pixie,” I grunt, thrusting two fingers inside of her while grinding my heel down on her clit.

“Oh God, ohmygod,don’t stop,” she whimpers.

I growl and lean forward, scraping my teeth along the side of her neck, sucking on her pulse point. My cock is leaking precum like a motherfucker, getting her ass all slick and wet. Jesus, what that does to me.

“Need you, Indie. Need you so fucking bad,” I murmur into the shell of her ear. Indie looks at me over her shoulder and nods. Moonlight streams through the half-open curtains, highlighting her teal eyes and full lips. She’s so beautiful my chest aches. My balls ache. Every fucking part of me yearns for more of her.

I flip Indie on her stomach in one swift move, making her gasp and then giggle. Her laughter quickly turns into a moan as I pull her hips up and back, massaging her perfectly round ass. I spread her cheeks wide and drag my thickness through her slick folds, groaning as her pussy flutters around me and coats my cock with her juices.

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