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“Know it, man, but sometimes we just need a little nudge in the right direction. And all I can say is follow your heart…or your dick if that’s what’s leading.”
“It’s called me taking care of the ones who mean something to me.” Ruined. This man was going to ruin me.
His big body moving through the shadows that played through the night. And I knew I’d never been in as much trouble as I was right then.
“I might not know all the details about you, Savannah, but there’s something about you that I recognize here.” I gathered up her hand and pressed her palm flat to the ravaging at my chest. “Something I feel. Something I know. And the problem is, I care too fucking much.”
I shook where I knelt as he fisted himself and brought his head to my lips, and I knew I was done for when he said, “I like it rough, Little Trespasser. Are you good with that?”
“And when you get tired of me?” “I think that’s the whole problem, Savannah. I’m pretty sure there will be no getting tired of you. The problem is, I might want to claim you forever.”
“You keep making all these threats that I really like.” How he went from being so tender to positively dripping sex in a blink, I had no clue. No wonder I’d been begging him for it last night. I was coming to realize he was everything. Hard and soft. Rigid and pliant. Rough and tender. Multifaceted. Each perfect, layered surface coming together to create this amazing man.
“Are you trying to wreck me, Ezra Patterson?” “I guess I’m hoping you’ll meet me there, Savannah, because that’s what I’ve been since the moment I met you.”
“How do you feel?” I asked her. She hesitated for a second before she looked up at me, no shuttering to her expression, just pure vulnerability. “Shattered.”
