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Miguel tilts his head back. His dark eyes have a sleepy look to them as he stares at me.

“I could never be sorry about anything that brought you to me,” I admit softly, my finger skimming over his cheek, that lush lower lip surrounded with just the perfect amount of stubble.

“Rebecca…” He starts to push upward, but I stop him.

“Promise me one thing?”

“Anything.”

“Promise me there won’t be a goodbye.”

I could take a lot of things, but I wasn’t sure I could willingly let him go. Not now. Not after this. Not after feeling so vulnerable with him. Not when he was the only man that ever understood me.

Miguel starts to shake his head. “You can’t ask tha…”

“Well, I am,” I cut him off. “Promise me.”

“Fuck, Rebecca.”

I place my palms against his chest and push him back. He doesn’t resist but falls onto the blanket. I straddle his hips, my lips brush against his neck, nipping at his ear. “No goodbyes.”

He lets out a frustrated groan. “No goodbyes.”

Placing a kiss on the side of his neck, just behind his ear, I feel him shiver. “Only tonight.”

I pepper kisses down the side of his neck and over his chest until I come to his already rising cock. My fingers wrap around him, and I give him a slow stroke as I lower my head down and take him into my mouth. I hum happily as I taste us on his cock, my tongue darting over the underside of his shaft.

“Fucking hell, Red,” Miguel hisses, his fingers sinking into my hair and pulling it back. His irises turn glazed as he glances at me. “Fine, you want tonight? I’ll give you tonight. I’ll mark you so hard you’ll never be able to erase me from your memory like I’ll never be able to get you out of mine.” His grip on my hair tightens, and I feel a sting shoot right to my core, making me wet. “Now suck that cock like a good girl, so I can fuck that tight pussy of yours until you scream my name.”

So I do. I lick and suck at his length until he’s hot and hard in my mouth, and I can feel him throbbing with need. Then I climb into his lap and sink onto him, his length stretching me to the fullest, his name an echo on my lips that lives long into the night.

The soft creak of the floorboards wakes me up from my slumber. His fingers brush against theside of my face gently, as if he’s trying not to wake me up, and it takes everything in me to stay completely still.

“I love you so fucking much, Rebecca. More than I ever thought possible.” He rubs at my cheekbone. “Why can’t it be enough?”

Pain shoots through my heart at the sadness in his words, pain so raw it leaves me breathless.

Leaning down, he presses his mouth against the top of my head, and then his touch is gone, and so is he.

Just like he promised.

Just like I asked him.

Only once I’m sure that he’s gone do I let out a strangled sob. I tried to brace for the pain, but there was nothing that could prepare me for the wrecking ball that came swinging at me.

I don’t try to stop it.

Instead, I embrace it.

Pulling the blanket to my face, his scent still lingering on the material, I bury my head in it and let it all out.

CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR

MIGUEL

Promise me.

My throat bobs as Rebecca’s words ring in my head.

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