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As we drove away from the place that had represented my new start, I felt a bittersweet sense of loss. But as I gazed at the beautiful man beside me, the one that seemed more god than mortal, his eyes flicking to me every few seconds, like he couldn’t stand to look away…
I thought maybe it wasn’t so bad.
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Lincoln
I pulled the car into my parking garage. A smirk played on my lips…a sense of triumph surging through me. She was mine now, whether she realized it or not. Now that she was going to be living with me, I knew I could convince her to fall for me, and I wouldn't hesitate to use every trick in my playbook to do so.
I was a predator, and she was my prey.
But she was more than that.
She was my salvation, the one person who could make me feel alive again.
I was willing to do whatever it took to keep her by my side, to make her see that we were meant to be together.
And nothing, not even her, would stand in the way of that.
CHAPTER 24
MONROE
Iwoke up to the blaring of my phone’s alarm clock, feeling the warmth of Lincoln's body wrapped around me. He groaned as it went off, clearly not ready to start the day. I giggled softly, feeling a mix of happiness and nerves. It was the first time I’d woken up in his arms, and it felt like a dream come true.
Last night, after I’d taken a hot shower in his bathroom that was right out of a Restoration Hardware ad, we’d gone to bed. Neither of us even thought about me sleeping anywhere but in his arms. I assumed I’d wake up feeling awful about being kicked out of my apartment, but instead, I felt good. Regenerated. Something I hadn’t felt in a long time. It was as if every worry, every care, every trouble that had been weighing me down had been muted, pushed to the background, replaced with a sense of excitement. It was a feeling I couldn't quite explain, but it was all because of him.
Lincoln.
I was reborn, renewed, a phoenix rising from the ashes of my former self. Every fiber of my being was alive with a newfound vigor, and I couldn't help but feel grateful for his presence in my life. The day ahead no longer loomed over me like a dark cloud, I was actually looking forward to it.
It seemed crazy all that could come from him sweeping in like a golden knight to save me…but it had. Last night was the first time anyone, besides Bill, had ever really been there for me in my life.
He pulled me closer, his hard length digging into my ass. "It’s still the middle of the night," he murmured sleepily, kissing the back of my neck.
I giggled and turned off the alarm before trying to slip out of bed. He was completely wrapped around me, though; even his legs were tangled with mine. “It’s six thirty.”
“Five more minutes?” he groaned as his lips trailed along my neck, sending shivers down my spine as his warm breath caressed my skin. It was easy to forget about responsibilities around him, to get lost in his spell. I knew I had to get up and get ready for work, but a part of me—a huge part—wanted to stay in bed with him forever.
“Five minutes wouldn’t hurt,” I whispered as he moved me to my back, his lips tracing a path to my chest. I arched my back, craving more of him as he leaned over me. My legs automatically fell apart so he could press his body against mine. Everything in me ached to be closer to him, to drown in the sensations he could give me.
His lips left a trail of nips and bites down my chest, sparks of desire twisting across my skin. My insides throbbed, and I gasped, my body desperate for more.
“Do you want me to suck on your pretty tits? Make you come just like this?" Lincoln’s voice was like a drug.
My body screamed out in response, begging for his touch. His teeth gently bit down on my nipple through the fabric, and my moan reverberated through the room.
“Fuck,” Lincoln swore, as he tore off the T-shirt he’d insisted I “borrow” last night, exposing my naked breasts to the cool air. His mouth was on me in an instant, whispering dirty words that I never even knew existed.
"Fuck, you're gorgeous," he muttered, sending my senses into overdrive. His fingers teased and pinched my nipple, waves of pleasure radiating through my body.
"Please, Lincoln," I begged, my voice barely above a whisper. He chuckled, his tongue swirling around my nipple as he gave me what I craved. His mouth engulfed me, sucking and licking with a fierce intensity that left me reeling. His hand cupped and squeezed my other breast, driving me closer to the edge. The pleasure was almost too much to bear, but I never wanted it to end. I clung to Lincoln, my body writhing and pulsating with each sweet rush of sensation. He knew exactly what to do to make me come undone, and I surrendered to him completely as I fell over the edge.
“Fuck, you’re so responsive,” he murmured as he gave me an awestruck look before continuing to feast on my nipples in greedy, drawn-out pulls. His fingers slipped to my soaked thong, gliding over the sensitive, throbbing flesh as he worked magic on my breasts.
I came again, the suddenness shocking me.
He groaned and buried his face in my neck, his fingers slipping under the edge of my thong and lazily playing with my folds.
