I growled and pulled his cheeks, forcing our lips together while he reached between us. With his eyes hard on mine, I saw every trace of humor leave. “I love you.” He impaled me, cursing when my eyes fluttered. He licked at my lips until I gathered my bearings and whispered on a harsh breath, “I love you, too.” “Tell me, Red.” He moved hard and fast. “Do I measure up to your dream Jude, yet?” A breathless laugh suffocated on his lips, my fingers sinking into his hair. “You’re my favorite type of nightmare.” He paused and pouted. Smiling, I gently bit the tip of his nose, then his lower lip.
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