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For a long moment, we just stare at each other, and then I pull in a shaky breath and press a kiss to his lips. One day, I know he’ll forgive himself. And I’ll be here to do whatever it takes to help him get there.

“You deserve everything bright and beautiful,” he tells me. “That’s not me.”

“I don’t care. I want the good and the bad. The light and the dark.” I brush a black lock of hair off his forehead and smile. “I always searched for a perfect love, but now I realize how beautiful the flaws can be, too. When I say I love you, Dash, I love every single part of you. Don’t ever doubt that.”

“Thank you,” he says, voice barely a whisper.

“The funny thing is, just when I was about to give up on love, I stumbled into that restaurant and saw you. On a date with my sister,” I can’t help but add.

Dash groans. “She isn’t my type, Lake. Two minutes into that dinner, I was trying to come up with an excuse to leave. But I’d promised the girls that I’d try. And I’m so damn glad that I kept that promise, because I met you.”

“Even though I’ve never seenStar Wars?” I tease, so happy to see the light return to his eyes.

“Don’t worry, we’ll remedy that.”

I trace a finger up his biceps, one of the few places he isn’t black and blue, and grin at him. “I love how under this serious, suit-wearing exterior, you’re such a geek at heart.”

He catches my hand, pulling me up, guiding my legs around his waist to straddle him. “And I love that you’re this sweet preschool teacher on the outside. But on the inside, you’re a fierce and fiery badass who’s willing to do whatever it takes. Even facing my darkness.”

“Even eating Nutella off your naked body.”

A laugh bursts from his throat. Then he’s squeezing my thighs, urging me to slide down, and I can’t miss the way his cock begins to rise, extending and hardening.

“Dash…” I look down at his bandaged ribs. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“I’ll risk it,” he tells me, voice husky, reaching down and sliding his hand between my legs.

“Ohhh…God…” I murmur, arching back, offering myself to him. “We shouldn’t.” But the way his fingers are stroking and strumming me right now makes it so very hard to say no.

“Ride me, Red. Right now,” he demands, hips jerking up.

I nod, lifting myself up, grasping his jutting length and then slowly sinking down, welcoming him into my body. Nothing ever felt so good, so right. His fingers dig into my hips, urging me to move, and I adjust my position, finding a rhythm that leaves us both panting.

Dash lets me control the pace and I begin to move faster, feeling my control slip. I’m trying to be careful and not jostle his ribs, but it’s hard when his finger circles my swollen clit, pressing it just right. I lean back, place my hands on his thighs, and arch my chest forward. One large hand cups my breast, squeezing, toying with my nipple which has become a hard, little bud.

“You’re so fucking beautiful when you’re riding my cock, Blakely.” His hips buck up and he thrusts deeper.

Pulling in every inch of him, I feel my inner muscles begin to clench tightly around his hardness and I’m so wet that the glide of our bodies is pure perfection. My core pulsates and trembles, and I suck in a sharp breath, moving with Dash as the climax washes over me.

“Dash!” I buck against him, pleasure rolling through me, and he groans through his release. As we shatter together in orgasmic bliss, I don’t think I’ve ever experienced anything so beautiful. Being one with this man is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced before. He makes me feel so needed and fulfilled.

And so damned loved.

Because Dash Slater’s heart, body and soul are available.To me.

I lean forward, careful not to touch his ribs, and kiss him passionately. Bodies still connected, our tongues twine and hearts beat hard as I have my wicked way with him for a moment. But being the alpha that he is, he spins me around and covers me with his body. I can tell the movement pains him.

“Be careful,” I admonish. “Before you hurt yourself.”

“You’re worth it, Red,” he says and captures my mouth in a heated kiss.

Epilogue: Dash

For a long time after I left Delta Force, I walked in darkness. Throwing myself into work seemed like the only way to avoid it during the day but, at night, it would always return to haunt my dreams. Blakely Sullivan helped vanquish the shadows with her light.

And, for that, I am forever grateful.

I didn’t know I could love like this. On such a deep and all-consuming level. But here we are and I couldn’t be more thrilled.

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