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“Yes,” she hisses out as I thrust harder into her. My pace is unrelenting, my grip on her hips punishing. I can't seem to get enough. No matter how much we have sex, it's never enough. She's so fucking perfect for me. She meets me thrust for thrust, her breasts bouncing as she does.

I lean down and capture her nipple between my teeth, and her hands slide into my hair as she continues to move. Her breathing once again becomes labored—her tell-tell sign that she's close. She watches me, her eyes focused solely on mine as I continue to fuck her hard all while pulling at her nipple with my teeth.

I rotate my hips, driving harder into her. She releases that hitched moan that I love and her body begins to tighten. She's about to come. I want to feel her detonate on my cock. There's no better feeling than her pussy suffocating my cock, forcing the cum from me.

"You gonna give it to me?" I ask her, and she nods, not once taking her gaze from me. "Then fuckin' come, Es. Come on my cock."

“Harder,” she gasps.

Oh, she's in the mood to play. Fuck. So damn fucking perfect.

I tighten my grip on her hips, tilting her ass so I can get deeper inside of her. I slam into her with each thrust. I grit my teeth as I pound into her. Every last piece of restraint has gone. I can't hold back.

"Yes," she cries out, her words shrill as they fill the room. She releases her hands from my hair and clenches the sheets beneath her. The walls of her pussy constrict around my cock and the tell-tale tingles start at the base of my back. Christ, I’m fucking done. I tilt her hips once again and drive into her once—twice—thrice more before I come, groaning her name as I do.

I press my face into her neck, managing to keep my weight off her. The alcohol she drank has given her a buzz and dampened the pain of what happened today. I don't want to add any more to her. No doubt, tomorrow morning she'll feel the effects of what happened as well as how rough we were.

"Gray?" she says softly, her voice a little hesitant.

"Yeah, honey. You okay?"

She's silent, and I lift my head to look at her. "Am I hurtin' you?" I ask as I start to pull out of her, ready to drop to the bed beside her and pull her into me. Her hands on my ass cheeks pull me back into her, and I groan as her pussy convulses around my cock again.

"You're not hurting me," she says, and I look at her. The fear is back in her eyes and I fucking hate it. "I'm good."

"What's goin' on?" I ask. "What are you scared about?" She glances away and I reach for her face, bringing her gaze back to me. "What is it, Es?" She's fucking scaring me. What the fuck?

"I love you," she whispers, tears falling down her face. "I'm scared because I love you."

I grin. "Fuck," I snarl as I slam my lips against hers. "Don't you know, baby? I fuckin' love you too. You're the only woman I've ever loved. Only one that I'll ever fuckin' love. You're mine, Esme, and I swear to fuck, I'm gonna love you till my dyin' breath."

Her tears fall thicker and faster, but she's smiling. "I was so scared. I love you, Gray, but I didn't know if you felt the same. I told you it was only supposed to be fun."

I can't help but chuckle. "The night I first had you, honey, there was no way it was just fun. I knew from that night that I was goin' to claim you."

She stares at me in shock. "God, you make me so happy, Gray. I never thought it was possible."

I slant my lips against hers and she sinks against me, her arms sliding up my body and wrapping around my neck. "Gonna fuck you again."

She smiles. "I'm not stopping you," she tells me as she grinds down against my semi-hard cock that's growing thicker by the second. "I have a feeling that tonight is going to be an all-nighter."

Oh, she has no fucking idea. The woman isn’t going to get any sleep. I fully intend to have her screaming my name all night long.

CHAPTER23

REAPER

"Ah, the person I was looking for." I hear the dulcet Irish tones and turn to my left and see Makenna Gallagher-Bianchi waiting for me in Prez's office.

I dropped Esme off at work this morning and went to the auto shop to get work done, but Prez called me twenty minutes ago telling me to meet him at the clubhouse. I didn't expect to see Makenna here.

"What's going on?" I ask, glancing between both Ace and Makenna.

"Harry Jacobson Senior has made his move," Makenna tells me. "He's taken out one of my crack houses and the fucker is going to pay."

Fuck. It's been a month since I took out his son and there was nothing mentioned. Hell, the entire city knew that he was murdered, that he wasn't able to be identified. The news reported that it was gang related. They weren't entirely wrong. But Harry Senior himself never came out and made a statement. Hell, he's kept to himself this entire time.

"What happened?" I ask, wanting to know what went down.

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