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Gate resumed his exploration, tongue rasping through my folds and across my clit.

“That feels so good,” my whisper turning into a moan.

Then Gate reached up and thrummed my nipple through the silk fabric.

I dug my heels into his back and arched into his mouth.

Then he sucked, and when I came, he swallowed down everything I gave him.

Gate stood, hit the buckle of his belt, and then popped the button fly.

“Gonna fuck you now,” Gate growled, pulling my ass to the edge of the bed and then propping my feet on his shoulders.

My heels dug into the muscle packed there, and I worried it might hurt, but he didn’t seem to care, so I went with what he wanted me to do.

Gate stroked his cock against my entrance and then surged inside.

“More, Gate,please,” I begged, struggling to get closer.

Then he grabbed my hips and pounded into me.

I groaned and felt him swell even more.

“Need you to come on this cock,” Gate said through gritted teeth.

“Yes,” I breathed.

He licked his thumb and reached for my clit, and pleasure exploded through my veins, sending me soaring.

Gate growled as he seated himself deep one last time.

And then he slowed down but didn’t stop as he helped me ride the pleasure for as long as I could.

And I knew, as I watched his blue eyes blaze into mine, that whatever happened from now on, no matter where we went or what we did, we’d be together.

And wherever we were was home.

And I was never letting him go again.

Chapter Thirty-Seven

She Was an Addiction

Maker

Dinner found Maker sitting down to a table he’d never used before with china and linens he didn’t even know he owned.

The food had been excellent, but that hadn’t been the surprise that had rocked Maker to his core.

No, that surprise had come when Lizzie had served him peach cobbler for dessert.

His childhood favorite.

But she hadn’t known that.

She’d just taken to his kitchen like he’d designed it especially for her, and the meal that she’d prepared there was the best he’d had in years.

And after thinking about it, he decided that it might actually be decades.

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