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I swear someone just punched a hole through my chest and put my heart in a vise. I take a deep breath to replace the air she stole from my lungs. If I wasn’t already on my knees for her, I’d drop to them right now and worship this woman for the rest of my life. “Jesus, Mia.” Slipping my fingers out of her, I position myself between her thighs and drive my cock into her instead, unable to resist being inside her for a second longer. “You feel so good.”
Circling my neck with her arms, she wraps her legs around my waist, trying to pull me closer even though there isn’t a millimeter of space between us.
“So do you,” she whimpers, nails clawing at my back.
“You think you deserve to come, sunshine?” I growl as I nail her to the bed.
“Yes. Please?” Her hot cunt squeezes me tight, and I slam into her, rolling my hips so that the crown of my cock sweeps over her G-spot, giving her the release she’s been craving for the past hour.
She cries out when she comes—a sound that’s ripped from deep in her core, filled with relief and euphoria—and she soaks us both with her cum. It runs down her thighs as I carry on driving into her, drawing out her pleasure while I chase my own. I bury my head against her neck, sinking my teeth into the skin just above her collar, and fuck her harder than I’ve ever fucked anyone in my life.
I never thought I’d have anything like this again…and I almost lost her. Almost let her slip through my fingers. But she’s mine now. She will be mine forever.
I thrust into her one last time. “Mine,” I growl as I fill her with my cum, grinding every single drop from my balls into her sweet cunt.
Rolling onto my back, I pull her with me so that she lies on top of me. Her eyes are closed and she’s practically purring like a kitten. I gently squeeze her ass and watch her face for any signs of discomfort, but she just smiles. The aftercare can wait a little while.
I brush her hair back from her damp forehead. “That’s another duvet that needs to be dry-cleaned.”
“And whose fault is that, Sir?”
I press a kiss to the top of her head. “I guess I do make you come kind of hard, huh?”
She laughs. “So hard.”
I stare down at her beautiful face. So peaceful and content. “What we just did, Mia, did that feel like a punishment?”
“No, not even a little,” she says with a contented sigh. “More like funishment.”
“Funishment?” I bite back a laugh. “I guess it was.”
“It was hot, Sir.”
My cock twitches at the fresh memory. “I’m glad you could tell the difference between real punishment and playing like we just did.”
She lets out a sigh of pure contentment. “I knew all along. I could tell by the devious look in your eyes when you pulled out that blindfold.”
Reaching out, I grab the duvet and pull it over us both, wrapping us up in our own little cocoon. Then I close my eyes and listen to the sound of her steady breathing. Just a few minutes and I’ll get us cleaned up and get her ass taken care of. But right now, I don’t want to do anything but hold her. Only the two of us in our own tiny part of the world where nobody else can touch us.
“I love you, Sir,” she whispers, rubbing her cheek against my chest.
“I love you too, sunshine.” The words come so easily to me, like some universal truth that I’ve known all my life. Suddenly an image of Anya’s face drifts into my head—my other universal truth—and instead of the pain that usually accompanies her memory, there’s only a sense of peace.
Mia’s breathing grows deeper, and I tighten my arms around her, wanting her as close as possible. I really should get us cleaned up, but her body’s so soft and warm, and it feels so fucking nice lying here with her. I never want to move.
ChapterSixty-Eight
MIA
Lorenzo pops his head into the den where I’m playing with Kat and the kids. “Nathan and Drake want to see us at their office, sunshine.”
“Oh.” I bite my lip and cast an anxious glance at Kat.
“Drake says its good news,” he assures me.
Kat squeezes my arm. “And Lorenzo won’t let anything bad happen.”
Less than an hour later, I’m seated next to Lorenzo in Drake James’s office. Anxiety and trepidation shudder up my spine, but Lorenzo squeezes my hand, and I’m reminded that he and the James brothers are on my side.
