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“How the fuck?” Her eyes nearly rolled back in her head.

I knew a few tricks.

But I didn’t want to spend the whole time showing off. We had plenty of time for that. Right now, I had other plans.

I scooped my hands under her, pulling her upward. “Straddle me,” I instructed. “Like last night.”

She repositioned her legs so that they were on either side of me. With our bodies still joined, I didn’t have to tell her what to do.

This was what I wanted.

I wanted to see her in command.

She needed to know I wasn’t magic. That she could take control—of her body, us—and bring herself to orgasm just as easily as I could.

I watched as she ground her hips, her head falling back as I scattered kisses along her neck and down between the valley of her breasts. The sound of her breath in my ear and the little whimpers of pleasure drove me fucking crazy. I knew she was close.

“This is all you,” I murmured. “Your pleasure, your power. Now, take it.”

Her movements became frantic as she rode my cock hard. Her fingers fisted my hair as she pulled me into a fierce kiss. She moaned in my mouth loudly as her orgasm swept over her, and I swallowed the sound as she shattered in my arms.

A sight to behold.

I didn’t even wait, flipping her back on the bed as her body still spasmed around me. I was a man undone. Every ounce of control had snapped as I watched her chase that release, knowing how broken she’d felt without it.

“So fucking beautiful,” I said, burying myself deep. Once again, they weren’t the words I wanted to say. “And mine.”

She rolled those hips again. “If I’m yours, I get to call you mine.”

A wide grin spread across my face. “Are we making more deals?”

I hit that spot again, and she let out another gasp. She nodded.

“That is one deal you never have to worry about, Marin. I’ve been yours since the moment you stepped off that ferry.”

I let go, thrusting fast and hard, as our mouths met in a passionate kiss that mimicked our lovemaking. My name sprang free from her lips as I felt her climax again, those tight walls clamping down around my cock like a vise.

I came hard.

I let out a guttural groan as the room tilted and my body melted into hers.

Nothing should feel that good.

Nothing.

I met her gaze, kissing her forehead, her cheek, her lips.

A wry smile spread across her face. “So, round two?”

God, I really had created a monster.

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

Iwas blissfully, wonderfully, achingly sore.

I’d been up for a while now, just watching him sleep. Sunbeams filtered in through the gauzy curtains. It brought out the natural highlights in his sandy-brown hair and the stubble on his chin. I wanted to run my fingers over it, trace the curve of his jaw, the tiny white line that scarred his eyebrow. It was well past eight, and I loved watching the easy rise and fall of his chest, knowing he slept so easily.

I wanted him to sleep this peacefully every day.

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