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She’s stripped and naked from the waist down in a matter of minutes. I place her legs over my shoulders and begin feeding on her like a starving man. Every time I taste her pussy, I crave more. I don’t think I’ll ever get enough.

An entire lifetime could pass with my head between her thighs and it still wouldn’t be enough.

“Baby,” she pants over and over again.

When she moves her hands to the back of my head, I halfway go blind with need. Her hand in my hair is my weakness. And I take it out on her pussy, lapping her up and still demanding more.

The first orgasm she gives me isn’t enough. My hunger for her is nowhere near satiated. I try to remind myself to not go completely insane on her. Not the way I want to.

Visions of me turning her over onto all fours and smacking her ass until it’s good and red before I take her from behind assault my mind. I want that so fucking bad.

But I can’t do that to her.

I won’t allow myself to do that to her. She’s been through too much. I can be the nice guy that she needs me to be. For her I’ll control my base instincts.

Instead, I undo the button of my suit pants and take her nice and slow. I deep stroke her, making sure she feels every ridge of my cock inside of her. The most beautiful sight in the world is Monique with her head thrown back, eyes half-closed and my name pouring out of her mouth.

The way her pussy grips my cock, I can’t help but to think about what would happen if she weren’t on the pill. An image of her belly swelling with my baby has me gripping her thighs even tighter.

When she screams my name again, I know she’s coming. The squeezing of her walls around me, pulls my orgasm from me.

“I love you,” I tell her over and over.

Three words that I’ve held on for too long. It feels better than my orgasm to say them out loud. Monique wraps her arms around my shoulders and pulls me into a searing kiss.

It’s not the words I want to hear but I take the kiss because I know that’s the best I’m going to get for now.

CHAPTER23

Monique

“Are you sure you’re up for tonight?” Diego asks as he comes up behind me, wrapping his long arms around me.

On instinct, I push my hips against his groin.

A smile creeps across my lips at the growl he makes at the back of his voice.

“For that, I should keep your ass inside all night.” He emphasizes his meaning with a squeeze of my ass.

I spin away from the floor-length mirror in his bedroom and hold up my arms. “Absolutely not. This dress deserves to be seen.” I wiggle my hips.

He looks me up and down in the form fitting, black and gold, sleeveless dress. It stops inches above my knees. I know it’s a scene stealer by the way his eyes darken as he checks me out in it.

“Even more reason to keep you home.”

He reaches for me again, but I dodge his hold and sidestep him. “What’s the matter? Afraid you can’t keep up?” I tease.

He snorts. “You’re all the incentive I need to keep up.”

My nipples tighten from the deepness of his voice. But I don’t let his sexiness suck me in. We haven’t been out to a club in forever, and I feel like dancing. I’m in a good mood.

“I haven’t seen Kyle or Riley since the wedding. Didn’t you say Kennedy’s going to be there?” I ask of his younger cousin.

He nods but lifts an eyebrow. “Are you sure you haven’t overexerted yourself this week? You’ve put in back-to-back twelve-hour days working at the gallery.”

Though there is so much caring in his voice, I can’t help the way my shoulders slump slightly. I love that he cares for me. The way his gaze darts to my wrist, tells me he’s thinking about my numbers.

“Where’s your watch?” he asks.

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