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He carried me to the bed and laid me down before he dragged my bottoms off, kneeling at the edge of the bed along the way. Then he pressed his sexy mouth against my aching folds and kissed me so good.
“Oh…” My eyes closed, and I gripped the back of his head as I ground against his mouth, my belly already tight and warm. His tongue was hard against my nub, circling and pressing, pushing me to the edge in record time. It took all my strength to stay quiet, to force my scream into a moan, to keep my lips shut tight.
He was on his feet and lowering his jeans while I lay there, still overcome with how good he’d just made me feel.
His big hands scooped me up and dragged me closer, and a moment later, he thrust into me, his big size immediately sheathed in the cream he’d made me produce. He moved fully inside me, hurting me slightly in the process, but it seemed intentional—like he wanted to claim me as his. Then he fucked me at the edge of the bed, with quick and even strokes, bringing me to another climax just a couple minutes later.
* * *
My kids would be up first thing in the morning, but I didn’t ask Grave to leave even when it was past midnight. My head lay on his chest, and I snuggled into his side, more comfortable against his hard body than on the softest bed in the world.
“So…what happened with Kyle?”
His body tensed underneath me. “I told you I handled it.”
“But what does that mean? He’s dead?”
“No. But he got his final warning.” Whenever he spoke, I could feel the vibration of his chest, feel the deepness in his voice.
I sat up, propping myself on my elbow so I could see his face. “So you think he won’t bother me anymore?”
One arm was propped under his neck as a pillow, and he raised his hand to trace my shoulder with his fingertips. “Not if he wants to keep breathing.”
“Good thing the other guys on the list didn’t have a problem.”
“They all know who I am.”
My fingers traced his hard chest, feeling the lines that separated his muscles. “So…do you have plans for Christmas?”
“No.”
“Just another day?”
“Just another day.”
“What about Camille?”
“What about her?”
“Is she still with you?”
“Yes.”
My fingers stopped on his chest, disappointed by that news. “She’s been with you for almost two weeks now…”
“She just got an apartment.”
“She did?”
“She’s moving out after Christmas. Can’t get the gas and electricity on over the holiday.”
The thought of them spending Christmas together in that beautiful apartment made me feel uneasy. They’d probably share Christmas dinner, have even more alone time together. “Don’t you think Cauldron would be upset if he knew how much time you were spending with his ex-girlfriend?”
“I don’t spend time with her.”
“You live together. How can you not spend time together?”
His eyes narrowed as he looked at me. “What are you implying?”
