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Chapter Twenty-Four

HAZEL

How canI resist this man?

In one way he’s my only option for true pleasure. Yet he’s the best I’ve ever had.

I want him in a way that scares the hell out of me.

I want him in a way that makes me want to sell everything I own and follow him to the next city he plays for… and then the next…

But we’re going to have to talk and settle somewhere.

Our son or daughter needs a home.

Our son or daughter needs a stable place to live.

I shut my eyes and put my head back, letting out a groan in the hope of scrambling all those thoughts.

They didn’t matter right now.

What mattered was the feel of Atlas’s lips sliding down the left side of my neck.

Slightly tickling me, but I ignored it.

His tongue flicked against my skin.

Then he kissed me.Hard.

I shivered, wondering if he was going to leave a mark for the world to see.

I really didn’t care.

My fingers had curled around his shirt, inching it up little by little.

My eyes craved to see his muscular body.

The man built like a monster.

I had to see it all.

I had to touch it all.

While still kissing my neck, Atlas grabbed the bottom of his shirt and ripped it up, over his head. He did it in a way where I didn’t even feel the split second his mouth moved away from my neck.

That sent fresh chills down my spine.

His nose pressed against my throat as he moved to the other side of my neck.

His hands moved up my shirt, along my sides.

Leaving invisible lines against curves that I never had before.

I lifted my arms into the air.

Atlas took my shirt off.

As I lowered my arms down, his fingers were already twisting the clasp of my bra.

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