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“Do you know how fucking sexy you are?” I growl.

My brain is fizzling. She is better than any fantasy, and I’m incoherent because of it.

She smirks and pops my thumb out. “Nope.”

Taking in her naked body and the sated look on her face, all I want is to have her in my arms, so I grab her hands and help her stand.

“Well, you are the sexiest woman I’ve ever laid eyes on.”

She looks away before looking back at me. “Thanks. You’re not so bad yourself.”

Then I grab the sides of her head in my palms, and I kiss her passionately, enjoying the taste of me mixed with her on my tongue.

“Okay, better than not so bad. But I just didn’t want your head to be bigger than it already is. I want to do that again.”

I chuckle and pull back to get a good look at her. “I’m spent.” I murmur, laying another kiss on her lips, this one tender and lingering, and she kisses me back. “Thank you,” I whisper against her mouth.

“And thank you.” She smiles warmly up at me. With her cheeks now flushed, she looks even more breathtaking.

As I pick her up in my arms, she goes lax, welcoming the unexpected help.

Breathing her in and holding her tight, the only thought running through my mind is how I don’t want to let go, not even for a second.

Chapter 7

Marco

Theheavinessinmychest from being with her is not simmering down.

We’ve been lying here together, recovering, for a few minutes. Her head rests on my chest as I draw lazy circles on her back, her arm wrapped around my middle and one of her legs draped over mine. This warm entanglement and closeness are foreign, but so welcomed. This here right now isn’t usual; holding a woman in my arms after sex isn’t something I do. But with Gracie, I need it. I need her close to me, to feel her skin touching mine.

The warmth of her seeps into me, and I’m struggling to breathe, so I pull back and lock my gaze with hers. With the way she is looking at me right now, the whole world fades, and all there’s left is us. The reality that I’m going to be leaving her and the playful Marc behind in just a matter of hours isn’t something I want to acknowledge. So, I don’t. I soak up this time with her instead.

My finger trails down to her hip, dusting it up to her breast, then up and down again. She shivers beneath my touch, and a crooked smile forms on my lips. Turning her head, she looks up at me. Her gaze shimmers with desire, and my cock hardens in response. Just one look from her, and it’s all I need to be ready again. She is wickedly dangerous, and I need to be inside of her.

Grabbing her hand from my middle, I shift us so I can kneel between her legs, and her teeth sink deep into her bottom lip as she watches me. I lean forward and kiss her, but as our tongues dance, she sucks my tongue again, making me hiss. I’ve never had a woman do that to me, but now that she has, I want it every time she kisses me.

“You like that?”

“Sure do.”

I peck her again, then pull away, leaning back to glance between her legs. My cock is painfully hard, aching, as I see her core glistening with desire. I can’t hold back my growl.

“You’re wet again,Bella.”

She was serious about doing it again; it obviously turns her on. Fuck me, if she wasn’t already trying to kill me, I think she is now.

She nods and says, “Sucking you made me horny.”

This new flame of confidence is making her a whole lot sexier. The cute, shy woman I first met drew me in, and this side of her is just an unexpected surprise in the best way. She has me insatiable for each version of her.

“I see. I better work on rectifying that and make you spent like I promised.”

A wicked grin takes over her face. “I’m ready, captain.”

“Are you sure?” My eyes hold hers, waiting for her answer. I don’t want to hurt her.

“Definitely.” She smiles and with that, I get off the bed and grab a condom from my wallet, tearing the packet and rolling it on before crawling onto the bed and positioning myself between her parted legs.


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