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“You’re lucky I have to work,” he growls, not slowing his pace for a moment, each stroke precise and deliberate. “Otherwise, I’d chain you to the bed and fuck you all day long.”
“To new beginnings. May the best day of your past be the worst day of your future.”
My panties just melted. “You have the dirtiest mouth.” I breathe out the words. He buries his head into my neck and hums against my skin. “You remember what else this mouth can do though, right?”
“And it seemed to me like you were enjoying your time with me in the stairwell a hell of a lot more than your dinner with that prick from accounting.” “His name is Jacob.” “His name will be Jacob from the Chicago office if you so much as smile at him again, Amelia.”
“Because you’re mine, Amelia. Don’t you understand that yet? You don’t get to drive me crazy every second of every fucking day and then go on a date with some jackass who works for me. In fact, you don’t get to go on a date with anyone. Ever.”
“All I can think about is how good your tight cunt feels when I sink my cock into you, like we were made to fit each other. Your smile is the only goddamn thing I see when I close my eyes. You are the air that I breathe. You are everything and everywhere, and I can’t go one more single fucking day without touching you.”
“Oh, I want to do you every single way there is, Miss Ryder, and then I’m going to invent some new ones. But I want to do this whole thing with you. Whatever this is. Whatever it looks like. We can keep it a secret or tell the whole fucking world, but just let me have you.”
“Amelia. I asked you a question. Do you love me?” “Yes,” I say, slapping his hand away and finally giving in to the tears that have been threatening all day. “Yes, I love you, you infuriating asshole! Believe me, right now I wish I didn’t—but I love you, Drake James. With all my stupid, foolish heart.”
“Well, good morning, man that I love,” she says, and both my heart and my dick swell. “You seem happy to see me.” She rubs herself against me, and I growl under my breath. “I am, baby. I love you so much. But right now I want to fuck your brains out.” “How romantic,” she says, fluttering her eyelashes and grinning at me.
It’s me and him. It’s us. Forever.
