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I look into his eyes, their golden flecks flashing at me.

“It’s… it’s… perfect,” I shout as I come again, a mess of whimpers and murmurs as I cry out with each pulse that’s traveling through my body.

“You’reperfect,” Reed counters, growling low in his chest as his cock thickens inside me.

“Fill me,” I whisper, my breath evading me as I shudder beneath him.

His lips spread into a panty-melting smile, setting a whole new swarm of butterflies free in my stomach as my orgasm continues around him.

“Fuck,” he growls through his smile as his shoulders tense. Then his lips are on mine and he’s groaning into my mouth as he drives into me so hard I’m forced down into the mattress. “Harley…”

His breath stalls, then he groans deeply as he comes, spilling inside me, filling me, just like I asked.

“Yes… I want to feel you tonight… I want a part of you still there… Do it deep…”

“Fuck, Harls.” His entire body tenses and shakes above me as he slams in hard again, pushing his orgasm far inside me. I know what it does to him when I talk to him like this.

Helovesit.

His thrusts grow slower and gentler until he sinks into me one final time and then stills, dropping his face to mine and catching my lips in a searing kiss.

“I love you, Angel.” He lets go of my wrists, leaning on one arm and cupping my face with his free hand.

“I love you too,” I whisper against his lips, enjoying the sensation of his fingers trailing down the side of my neck, leaving a happily sated tingle in their wake.

We lie together for a while in companionable silence, our foreheads resting together, enjoying the sanctuary of a rare, lazy afternoon together in bed. Since Reed took up the role of mayor officially, it has been a whirlwind of work, publicity, events, and more work.

Tonight is no exception, even though it’s Saturday. But at least it should be fun.

I shuffle against the cool sheets, stretching with a contented sigh. “We need to get ready.”

“We can be late.” His eyes sparkle at me as he strokes my hair.

“No,Mayor. We can’t. That would be exceptionally rude.” I giggle as his teeth sink into the dip of my neck beneath my ear, and he growls, his breath tickling my skin.

“I’d rather be rude with you.”

I giggle more. “No. We’re going. The car will be here before we know it.”

“Fine. Let’s go. It’ll be one night closer to you finally letting me inside your perfect ass.” He chuckles as I slap his chest.

“So romantic. I’ve told you. You’re too big.”

He draws back to hold my eyes. “You trust me, don’t you?”

“With my life,” I whisper.

“Then you know I won’t do anything that will hurt you.”

My lips curl into a smile, and I stroke the side of his face. He’s right. He would never do anything to hurt me. Ever.

“No. You’d do something like throw yourself in front of a moving cab for me.”

“Exactly.” His smile mirrors mine as he places a kiss on my lips and slides out of my body, lying down beside me.

A disappointed sigh falls from my lips as we separate.

“When we get home tonight, then?” He raises one brow at me.


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