Page 169 of One Bossy Disaster


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Now, I don’t ever want her to leave this bed.

It’s a crazy, possessive need that has me flinging her down on my cock until her toes curl and her lungs stop working.

“Don’t need to hear you say it,” I tell her.

“I know. Which is why I told you once, and I’ll never mention it again.”

I suck in a sharp breath as she takes my hands and places them on her breasts. She rolls her hips and I rise instinctively to meet her.

“Say it,” I demand.

“I didn’t know her, but you loved her. I get it.” Her hands are still on mine, holding me to her as she moves, taking my strokes. “I just want you to know, Shepherd, she was wrong. So wrong.”

I can’t look away.

Her beauty blazes down at me like a tropical sun.

I’m not usually breathless, but right now, I can’t breathe.

I don’t know what she’s doing to me. The whole world has inverted.

When she kisses me again, she tastes like closure.

Like painful endings.

Like new beginnings.

Slow, slow, she takes me deeper, her hips working faster, and I lie back and let her.

Let her go to town.

There’s nothing sexier than Destiny Lancaster riding my cock in this moment.

I let her guide my hands, one at her breast, the other at the place our bodies meet.

This time, when she’s close, she holds back.

I can feel her waiting for me.

Goddamn.

This isn’t fucking anymore.

The distance we had before is gone, yet she’s right here with me, eyes blazing and mouth open and breath so worn.

“Together. Please,” she begs.

The sound of her voice pulls me over the edge as I thrust like mad, burying myself in her.

Yeah, I’m fucking falling.

Falling so hard I might never peel myself off the ground.

And we fall together, long and hard until this wild, gorgeous woman collapses on top of me, still panting for dear life.

I barely have time to pull out and wrap my arms around her before a huge, fluffy weight pounces on us.

“Molly!” Destiny squeals.

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