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“Fuck. You feel so good,” he groans. The husky rasp of his voice makes me quiver.

Pulling all the way out, he rubs the head of his cock up and down my slit, then he slams back in. Pushing all the way to the hilt.

My mouth falls open on a gasp. The noises escaping me are primal and desperate.

He moves his arms, grasping my legs, giving him the perfect angle and an even better view. “I love how you feel around my cock. How you look as your pussy takes me so deep.”

His fingers bite at my skin where he holds me.

“Aiden. Please. Harder.” I beg for more, and he happily obliges. He pumps in and out of me like a crazed man. He slams into me so hard that I cry out, arching my back.

My walls squeeze around him.

He drops one of my legs and uses his free hand to bring me over the edge. “Oh God. I… I’m coming,” I moan as my orgasm spreads through my body, tearing through me with a ferocity I’ve never felt before.

My eyes close as Aiden slows his pace, pumping inside me. He thrusts a few more lazy strokes until he jerks, falling over into his own abyss.

The early morning light gleams in through the blinds, making me aware that I must have passed out last night.

In the fresh light of the day, I realize I’m in Aiden’s room.

I’m lying in Aiden Slate’s arms, feeling like the world is mine one minute and fearing it’s all about to collapse in another.

The truth is, I should’ve been honest with him.

I should’ve come clean about who I am.

I tried. I truly was prepared to spill the truth, but when he laid out his list of hard lines, I was so caught off guard by the last one that the truth about my identity was not even on my mind.

I know Mike gave me a timeline to tell him, but surely, with everything that went down, that window is no longer relevant. I’m sure even he can agree that right now isn’t ideal.

Soon, though. I’ll tell Aiden soon.

Today, I’m going to hang on to him with a white-knuckled grip because last night changed things for me.

He might not know my name, but he knows me.

And I know who Aiden Slate is. Not the boy who left me all those years ago, but the man who he became.

“Mike’s been blowing up my phone,” Aiden grates. “Can we just tell him and the world to go the fuck away?”

I chuckle. “We can, but it will only make things worse for you. I think we need to face the day and weather the storm that woman has created.”

“Do you have any thoughts on how to go about it?”

I mull over some ideas and land on what feels like the most obvious.

“Hear me out,” I say, popping up to my knees and bringing the blanket with me. “I think it’s high time you brought some other people into your inner circle.”

He narrows his eyes in on me. “I already have. Dane, Hudson, Mason…”

I shake my head. “No, Aiden. They might be your friends, but you haven’t allowed them to truly see you. Have a conversation with them. Tell them the truth before you tell the world. Allow them to stand by your side and support you.” I grab his hands, lifting them to my lips. “Allow them to shoulder some of this burden with you.”

He swallows and appears to be organizing his words. I’m prepared for him to push back and give every excuse in the book as to why he doesn’t want to involve them. To my surprise, he doesn’t do any of that.

“Okay. Let’s do it.”

An hour later, Dane, Hunter, Mason, and Molly sit in Aiden’s place for the first time.

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