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Mickey snorted. “What about eggs and milk? You want to raise chickens and dairy cows?”
“All right, one step at a time,” Strap replied, rolling his eyes playfully. “The farm animals come next, I promise.”
She slipped her hands across Strap’s waist. Her fingers danced easily across his skin, eliciting goosebumps wherever they landed. Strap sucked in a quiet breath and watched her with lidded eyes.
A small tingle blossomed in her lower stomach. She smiled.
“Do you want me to make you some lunch? I can make a salad out of the spare vegetables we have in the fridge.”
Strap wrinkled his nose. “I have something else I’m craving for lunch.”
“Wha …”
Mickey gasped lightly, allowing Strap to pin her gently against the nearest wall and kiss her passionately as his hands trailed her face. His palms touched her neck, then her shoulders, then her waist. Soon afterward, he plucked at the hem of her shirt.
And she did the same to him.
Without breaking their kiss, Strap pushed them into their bedroom. Since it was still morning, she hadn’t had the chance to make the bed just yet. That was a nonissue since the blankets and pillows were about to be manhandled anyway.
He guided her onto the bed, stripping off pieces of clothing as they went. The shirt came first, and he reached around and unclasped her bra in an expert maneuver. Mickey worked on his shirt buttons and pants as he kneaded her breasts with his hands.
“Mickey,” he whispered, pressing light kisses along her cheek as she pulled his pants down. “I love you.”
Her movements stilled for a moment. With her heart thumping hard, she relished those words.
Straplovedher. That was something she had always known, a sensation that persisted in the depths of her heart. The thought had lived in the back of her mind ever since their first meeting when he burst into her apartment naked, and she pointed a gun at his head.
“I love you too,” she whispered.
He took her mouth again, pushing her against the mattress as the rest of her clothing disappeared from her body. She sensed desperation in his movements, an utmost desire to claim her and make her his.
A shaky sigh left his lips as he guided himself to her entrance. His mouth fell open, and his tongue swiped across his bottom lip.
“Can I claim you?”
Mickey blinked. “I think you’ve already done that.”
“No, no, I mean …” Strap laughed breathlessly, nervous to look her directly in the eyes. “As in a mating scratch. You’re my fated mate, and you always will be, but this will seal the deal between us. You know?”
“Oh.” Mickey nodded. Her breath hitched in her throat, feeling Strap press his dick against her wet folds. “Yeah. Go for it.”
“Yeah? Yeah, as in, you agree?”
“Yes, Strap, just …”
A gasp fell from her lips as he thrust deep inside her. She closed her eyes, gripping onto his shoulders as he started building a steady rhythm. He moaned softly, allowing his eyes to close while his hips made the bed creak beneath them.
“You’re so tight …” Strap whispered, losing himself in the feeling.
He loved making her feel beautiful while they had sex. His lips trailed, pecked, and sucked on her skin, leaving marks in places that only he would be able to see. Meanwhile, Mickey moaned in his ear and kissed along his neck, knowing the sensations made him moan a little louder and thrust a bit more erratically.
“Don’t stop,” Mickey pleaded, desperately clinging onto his arms while his thrusts picked up the pace. He was hitting at an angle that made her eyes roll back. “Please …”
“Oh, baby.” Strap often repeated that under his breath, fists tightening into balls and scrunching the bedsheets underneath them. “I’m close too …”
“Please,” she managed, voice soft enough to be lost in the intensity of their movements. “Please do.”
Wrapping her legs around his, she placed her hand on his lower back and encouraged him to hit deeper. She wasn’t going to last very long if he kept going like this.
