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“I swear on all that is holy, Eden, if you don’t get your mouth off my cock and replace it with your pussy, I am walking the fuck out of here.”

My eyes widened and I gagged around him before allowing him to slip out.

“Yes, sir.”

CHAPTER SEVEN

NATE

Deacon Nathaniel Reed was gone.

I couldn’t revive him.

His vows were broken. Shattered.

My vows.

But I couldn’t stop.

More importantly, I didn’t want to.

Fuck.

Crippling guilt would no doubt appear later, but I would cross that bridge when I got there.

I pushed aside the logical part of my mind trying to slither its way in and douse the one vow I intended to keep—the one fueled by alcohol and promised to the little redheaded vixen staring up at me from her knees.

Eden was a damn dream.

The words I’d write about her in the light of day filtered through my mind. Not on a dingy bar napkin. No. Eden deserved an entire notebook dedicated to the things I’d do to her.

Especially now that I knew what her lips could do and was moments from finding out how well her pretty little pussy could milk my cock. She was a damn seductress.

I should have walked away, but I couldn’t. Not when she looked up at me through hooded eyes with a smirk that said ‘take me, I’m yours’. Not when her tongue darted out to lick the remnants of my pre-cum that pooled at the corner of her lips like it was her last meal.

She was going to ruin me.

Scratch that. She already had with that damn mouth of hers.

My heartbeat throbbed in my cock as Eden pulled herself from the floor, and my eyes zeroed in on the arousal painting her thighs. I sucked my lower lip to stifle my need to taste her again.

Eden stepped forward and pressed her hands to my chest roughly so that I was forced to take a step back. She continued until the backs of my calves hit the sofa and she pushed me down.

“You don’t make the rules here, Firefly,” I reminded her, though as much as I craved her submission, I couldn’t deny how sexy the determination in her gaze was. “Now strip for me.”

“I thought you wanted me on your cock.”

A zing of desire shot down my back. Her mouth was as filthy as her cock sucking, and I could listen to her all day.

I reached up and unbuttoned the top button of my shirt and shrugged. “I do, and you will be, but I want to see every inch of your body when I make you come undone. I already love the way you drip for me, but I want to see your skin flush, and your perky little tits tighten. Your body is mine tonight, remember? Now strip.”

Eden’s lips parted on a ragged exhale, and something deep in my balls quivered when she then turned around and gave me my first view of her perfectly rounded ass. It was a damn work of art. She slid her fingers over the backs of her thighs and pulled up her cheeks before letting them drop so they bounced for me. Fuck, they’d look amazing with my handprint reddening her supple flesh.

My eyes widened and I fisted the hem of my shirt. Having her strip was supposed to tease and prolong this moment, but I wasn’t going to last if she kept this up. In my thirty-nine years of life I’d never blown my load unintentionally, but Eden was about to inspire it for the first time.

“Careful, Firefly,” I warned, but it was more for me than it was her.

She looked over her shoulder and met my gaze. Her smile told me she knew exactly what she was doing.

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