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“So?” I asked archly. “What’re you going to do about it?” I spread my legs and grabbed his ass, positioning him at my entrance.
Bryce laughed, a low, rumbling sound that I felt inside me.
“Don’t laugh at me,” I said hoarsely. “I need you.”
“Now you need me.” He inched inside and then pulled out again, torturing me. “You didn’t seem to want me very much the other night when you ran out.”
“Bryce, please…” I writhed beneath him. “I’m sorry. I was embarrassed. I didn’t know what to do.” I grabbed his ass again, possessively pulling him back.
“Leaving wasn’t the right answer.” The joking tone dropped from his voice.
“I said I was sorry,” I panted. “Please, Bryce—I’ll do anything.”
He pulsed his cock inside me, then withdrew. “Don’t ever leave me again.”
“I won’t. I promise.” My eyes pricked with tears. I had no idea if I had any right to promise that.
“I’ve been out of my goddamned mind the past couple of days.” He entered me again, deeper, and then pulled out.
“I’m sorry.” I thrashed beneath him. I would say anything, promise anything—and of course, I wanted it to be true. “Justplease, take me, I’ve missed you so much—”
He clamped his mouth over mine and thrust his tip inside me, once, twice, three times.Fuck!I was so wet for him, so ready. I squeezed his ass cheeks, and he knew exactly what to do.
He entered me all the way, and we both cried out.
Bryce thrust over and over again. Driving, deep, unforgiving. I grabbed his hips, his ass, scratched his back, anything to keep him close to me, to feel his power as he claimed me. I was impatient, wanting to feel all of him, desperate for him to overtake me. Bryce’s body listened to mine, his urgent, deep strokes taking me to the edge almost immediately.
He leaned up, all glorious muscle, a Greek God of a man. I greedily drank in the sight of him—my husband, my love, my everything.
He put his palm on top of my sex and continued to fuck me hard.
“Come in me,” I begged. I was on the edge, and I wanted him there with me.
His strokes got deeper, even more urgent. “Chloe!” He filled me as my body clenched around him, and I shattered, seeing stars. Nothing compared to this, to the feeling of us coming together, being one, his body part of mine, part of me. I clung to him as our orgasms subsided, and we held each other, hearts pounding, as we came back to earth.
I brought my mouth against his ear. “I love you.” What was the point of lying anymore?
“I love you, too.” Bryce collapsed beside me and pulled me onto his massive chest.
We fell asleep like that and, for a precious few hours, I forgot about everything…except him.
SEVEN
a girl like me
CHLOE
It was a weekend of pretending.There were no further messages from Gene Windsor. Akira gave up texting and left me alone. There wasn’t a word from Elena or from Olivia Jensen. Everyone knew where I was and what I was doing.
They knew it was useless to do anything but wait.
I pretended that everything was fine. Bryce and I didn’t talk more about why I’d run away in the middle of the night. I didn’t tell him about his father’s threats—in fact, I pushed them out of my mind.
All I was thinking about, my only focus, was my husband.
He’d been right, of course—as soon as we’d made love, everything became easier between us. It was as if some magic spell had been broken. I didn’t leave his side. In turn, he didn’t take his hands off me. We didn’t talk much, but the silence had transformed into something peaceful and companionable. We fell asleep each night wrapped in each other’s arms. In the mornings, Bryce cradled me against his chest.
I refused to think about the bad things.
