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“Yes. Please make me.”

She moves her body on mine, riding my dick like she was born to do it. Fuck, she feels so good.

When I can barely hang on anymore, I move her from on top of me, and put her on her hands and knees. “I know what you need, Clementine. You need my thick cock buried inside you from behind.”

And that’s what I do. My hands move from her ass, over her back, and up to her shoulders, and I slam my cock back inside her, groaning as I do.

She lets out a cry of ecstasy.

“You like the way my cock fills you?”

She moans out her answer, and I lift her up, connecting her lips with my hungry mouth. I can’t get enough.

“You feel too good to be true.” This has to be a dream.

The sun beats down on us, watching our dirty deeds as I claim this woman here on this tropical oasis. I can’t fuck her hard enough. I can’t hold on any longer.

“Fuck, Clementine. What are you doing to me, baby?” I groan, wanting more and more of her. I will never have my fill of this gorgeous woman.

I’m so close to coming, I can barely keep it together. I grit my teeth, my hand finding her clit. I trace the bundle of nerves with my fingers, going even harder with each swipe of my hand.

She moans. “Gabriel, I’m so close.”

I bite her shoulder, trying my best to preserve any shred of restraint I have left. I will never tire of Clementine. And I can’t stop myself from wanting this woman over and over again. I keep pushing my thick cock inside her. “Come on me. Come all over my dick,” I tell her.

She reaches around, fondling my balls with her hand.

“Clementine, you’re ruining me.” I can’t hold on.

We both come in a blaze of white-hot heat. It’s like this tiny island goes up in flames with us as we both reach that heightened state of euphoria.

We land on our backs, our breathing ragged as we stare at the sky.

“Fuck, Clementine,” I say between breaths. “I...fuck.”

She doesn’t say anything, but reaches out to hook her pinky with mine. “I could stay here forever,” she finally says, and by fuck, I’ve never wanted to give her anything more than I do right now.

In this moment, with Clementine laying on the beach, her hair fanned out, her golden eyes satiated, I want to give her everything she’s ever wanted.

I know I’m falling for her, because I can’t stop myself from hoping one of those things is me.

Chapter 33

Clementine

I want to crawl into the rock cave over my shoulder and never resurface. Gabriel looks like a porn star in all his naked glory, also fucks like one too, but I can’t stare at him right now without getting wet and wanting him all over again. And while having sex with him makes all my problems disappear, it’s only temporary.

Because as soon as we both come down from our high, all the bad things are still there.

Bishop Blackstone being the biggest.

As I sit here and debate on the best way to tell him everything I’ve been dealing with the last few years, he kisses me.

And it isn’t a normal kiss. No, this kiss has meaning. It’s filled with promises he can’t possibly keep.

Am I falling for this man?

No, I can’t. That is not an option.

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