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“Ian! You can’t do that in kindergarten!” she replied.

“Damn straight I will,” I told her. “My girls will know how to take a guy out by the knees, how to break a nose, and when to kick them in the balls before school starts. I don’t fucking trust boys. I was a boy. I know how boys think.”

“And if they like girls?” she challenged.

“Kick a girl hard enough between the legs and it’ll still fucking bring them to their knees. I know for a fact that some little girls can be jerks.” I stared at her pointedly, and Genevieve smiled shamelessly.

“You happen to like this jerk,” she reminded me. Careful of her sling, I grabbed her around the waist and laid her back on the bed, kissing her.

“I happen to fucking love my favorite jerk,” I whispered against her mouth. She groaned and wiggled in response. Her knees hooked around my hips, and fuck it if my cock didn’t jump to life at the invitation. I ate up the sexy little moan she let out as I flexed my hips. I wanted to strip her fucking bare and ravish every inch of her until she forgot all the crap that had happened to her. But that fucking sling pressing against my chest stopped me as a stark reminder of how she was hurt. “We should fucking stop. Your shoulder—”

“I’ll keep my arm down,” she said. Her head tipped back as my mouth drifted along her jaw. “Please?”

“No games, princess,” I replied. I ran my tongue over her fluttering pulse, enjoying her gasp. “No crazy shit. Not for a long fucking time, understand me?”

“Yes…”

“I want all your fucking words, baby girl.” Pushing up on my knees, I was gentle as I helped her out of the sling and her shirt. Was it the sexiest fucking thing I’d ever done? Not a goddamn chance. But there was no way in hell I was rushing through anything and hurting her in the process. I ran my hands over her bare thighs and her hips. “I want every single one of your words, princess. You understand me?”

She nodded, words catching in her throat as my thumb brushed ever so slightly over her clit.

“Good girl,” I murmured and watched her squirm to get closer to me. Meeting her silent request, I pressed my thumb to her clit in tantalizingly slow circles as I spoke. “If you want something from me, tell me. If you start to hurt, tell me. Do you understand me?”

“Yes…” Genevieve breathed out. Her hips rose against my hand as I stopped. Before I could settle between her legs, she said, “Shirt off. Please?”

“Anything your pretty little heart desires.” I dragged my shirt over my head and tossed it aside as I made myself comfortable between her thighs. I kissed every inch of her skin. When my lips hovered over her stomach, I whispered, “I’m going to do this right this time. I promise you that. I’m going to take care of you in every fucking way possible, princess.”

Without another word, I ran my tongue through her wetness. Her fingers gripped my hair as her head fell back with a loud moan. I traced the curve of her piercing and teased it with my teeth. Her hands tightened, and I growled, the sound vibrating through both of us.

“Oh, God…” Her hips arched off the bed. “Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop.”

Not a chance in hell. Licking, sucking, nibbling. Her heels dug into my back as she writhed against my face. Her breath came faster, my name fell off her lips in a growing chant, and I quickened my pace until she fell apart for me.

“So fucking gorgeous, princess,” I whispered. I sank my teeth into her trembling thigh just as I dipped two fingers in her pussy. Her muscles clenched around me, drawing my fingers deeper. Her desperate cry was music to my fucking ears as teetered on the line of coming a second time.

“Ian!” She gasped.

“Yes, princess?” I stroked that spot guaranteed to make her fall apart for me. Her words vanished in a scream she muffled in a pillow as she came a second time. “Give me your words, Genevieve. Tell me what I can give you.”

“Please,” she panted, “I need you inside me. Please!”

“Anything for you, baby girl,” I said. Sliding off the bed, I made fast work of stripping off my pants. When she reached for me, I scolded, “Keep that shoulder down, baby girl. I don’t want you to hurt yourself.”

I kissed the curve of her hip and made my way up her body. The little ways she wiggled with impatient anticipation made my dick harder. I loved her like this. My groan matched hers as I sank into her wet heat. I stilled while I adjusted her positioning, being careful to bear my entire weight. She squirmed. Her hips rose against mine, seeking out friction against her clit.

Reaching between us, I gave her what she needed. I circled her clit as I thrust into her. Slow and deep—meticulous and exact. I lost myself in every moan, gasp, and whimper she gave me. Her nails scraped against my skin as she clung to me.

Even the ache from my bruises where she touched me added to the raging sensations rolling through me. I dragged my tongue along the curve of her neck. The racing of her pulse was an indescribable aphrodisiac that tested my fucking resolve to go easy.

I gave her piercing a tiny tug—one that sent her spiraling and chanting my name. Her muscles spasmed around my cock as she came apart for me all over again. I didn’t last long after. The pressure and heat in my lower spine became too much to hold back. My forehead tipped against hers as I buried my cock deep inside her, coming hard.

Her lips drifted along my cheek, and she nipped my jaw while her fingers ran tracks up and down my back. The comforting gesture made me shudder.

“I love you,” Genevieve whispered in my ear. When I tried to separate from her, she wrapped her arms around me and held me close. “Not yet, please.”

“Whatever you want, princess,” I said. But there was no way in hell I was staying on top of her. Sliding my arm under her, I rolled us both carefully and hiked a blanket up around us. I kissed her forehead while she settled against my side. “Whatever you want.”

I fucking meant every goddamn word of that. If she wanted the fucking moon, I’d find a way to give it to her. It didn’t matter what it was. I’d find a way to make it happen. A second chance with her was the fucking dream, and I wasn’t letting her go. Never again.

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