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“Yes, of course. Though it’s not easy for everyone. Some don’t have the means to do it and it’s heartbreaking. I was one of the lucky ones who was able to get a full ride to college and be able to get my degree.”

“You’re a teacher, right?”

I smile. “Yeah, I teach first grade.” I adore my students. Being able to teach them at such a young age always makes me smile. I love being able to play with them. It’s always fun to come up with creative ways to help them retain information.

Reaper watches me intently. “I have a feelin’ there’s a fuck of a lot hiding behind the sweet smiles and those gorgeous eyes.”

I lift my shoulders and shrug. I’m not used to compliments and heated looks. It’s been a long time since I’ve felt so wanted, but it’s hard to accept what he’s saying. Eight years I’ve been made to feel anything but beautiful. Reaper was right. Harry broke my self-confidence, stole my self-worth, and made me hate my body. It’s going to take a long time before I’ll be able to get any of that back.

“What the fuck did that asshole do to you?” he murmurs as he reaches for me. His hand slides along my jaw and he cups the back of my neck, his breath hot against my face. Goosebumps form on my body. “You have no fuckin’ idea just how beautiful you are, do you?”

I swipe my tongue across my lips and stare up at him. Those deep silverish eyes of his are so intense. It makes it hard to breathe, to think. I’m so drawn to him and I’m not sure why.

His lips slant across mine and he slides his hand into my hair. His grip is tight and pain bites into my scalp. I gasp as heat rushes through my body. He takes me by surprise when he uses it to his advantage, sweeping his tongue between my lips as he kisses me.

The kiss is beyond anything I could ever imagine. It’s consuming. My toes curl and I press my breasts against his chest, loving the way he slides his hand down my back, resting his palm on my ass.

I wind my arms around his neck, reaching up on my tiptoes so the kiss gets deeper. I want more. I want him. I’ve never felt such a feverish need in my life. Yet with Reaper, he seems to be the man my body reacts to. I’ve been drawn to him since the moment I met him.

“You want this?” he growls, his lips brushing against mine as he grinds his cock against my stomach. I whimper against him, wishing our clothes weren’t in the way. “Tell me no and I’ll walk away.”

God no. I don’t want him to walk away. My body is burning for him.

“I want this,” I say breathlessly. “I want you.” I whimper as I tangle my hands into his hair and press my lips to his.

I don’t think I’ve ever felt so needy before. I’ve never wanted someone as much as I want Reaper. It’s crazy. I barely know the man, but for some reason, I feel as though I’d cry if he walked away.

The kiss changes. It becomes harder, more brutal, and it makes my blood burn. Heat pools between my legs. I need him. I don’t think I can wait any longer. I really need release.

“Reaper,” I whimper, and it comes out as a plea. I need him to do something.

It’s as though my plea snaps his control. His fingers release my hair and he tears at my clothes. The buttons to my shirt go flying, and it just adds fuel to the fire. That look of absolute raw desire he has makes my knees go weak and my heart stutter.

“Gonna fuck you now, Esme,” he growls, his voice thick and raspy.

I nod. Hearing him say those words sets off an inferno inside of me. The air between us crackles and I smile up at him. “That would be good.”

He chuckles deeply. “Needy, little one?”

I blink. “Little one?”

“Honey,” he says thickly, and heat pools between my thighs. My panties are drenched, and he’s not even done anything other than kiss me. “You’re fuckin’ tiny. Believe me, you’re little. I feel as though I could break you.”

I grin at him as I slide my hand along his thick erection that’s hidden behind his jeans. “Want to try it out?”

He shakes his head and chuckles harder. “Trust me, Esme, the moment I get inside you, I’m going to fuck you until you’re raw.”

My breathing deepens and I look up at him through hooded eyes. “Then what are you waiting for?”

“Where do you want me to fuck you?”

I swallow hard. The way he’s looking at me, I want him to do it here and now. That look of need and want, it’s unlike anything I’ve ever seen. I want him to keep it as he fucks me. I want to know what it feels like to have someone take me who actually wants me.

“Oh, little one,” he breathes. “We’re going to have so much fun. Now strip.”

I don’t hesitate. I strip out of my pants and underwear, and all the while he’s watching me as he does the same. The moment he takes off his pants, I swallow hard.

God, he’s fucking huge.

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