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Removed. It was how she’d always felt within the ranks of family.
It was as if the circle had closed without her, leaving her on the outside.
That other men could touch her and not realize how fucking precious that contact was.
A fantasy. Not being seen as some fragile little thing in need of coddling. To be taken. To be needed.
He was a caretaker, a protector by nature. He wasn’t open to the wild tumble of life, the flow of picking up and moving on. He was a monument. Cast in stone and planted in permanence.
“I get off on having the uncontrollable Remington Ford do what I say. But, baby, when we have our clothes on and we’re out in public, if you started playing submissive with me, I’d lose my damn mind. I love your wild side. I love your fearlessness. I love your independence even when it drives me fucking crazy. When you let me take you, when you give yourself to me? There’s nothing more intoxicating in the world than you thinking I’m good enough to surrender to.”
“I’ll spend the whole rest of my life loving you so big that you’ll never have reason to doubt it for a second.”