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If there was another man, he’s done now. He let her out, let her cross my path, and that’s his own fault. Because if she was mine, I’d keep her tied to my side. Literally, if necessary.
“Never run from me,” I growl between kisses. “Don’t ever run away from me again.”
“I won’t,” she whimpers.
“Promise me.”
“I promise.”
“Damn right, you fucking promise.” My teeth catch her lower lip before licking the bite away. “You’re the star on top of my tree.” I kiss her again. “I’m incomplete without you.”
“I’m sorry for leaving,” she half sobs into my mouth. “I thought—”
“Fuck, Baby. Are you ready for me? Will you let me in?”
“God, yes.”
“I need...
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“You deserve gentle. You deserve tender. But that’s not what you’re getting tonight.”
“You scared me today. When I couldn’t find you—”
“Good girls get sweet things. Naughty girls get it rough. And you’v...
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“You like that?” I lick her neck. “You want what I’m going to give you?”
“Yes! Michael, yes!”
“We gotta be quiet, Baby.”
“Those sounds are for my ears only.”
“Fuck, Sweetness,” he groans. “This pussy was fucking made for me.”
“My Alice.”
“I’m yours,” I reply.
“My Michael.”
“Say it again,”
“You’re my Michael. No one else’s.”
“Tell me, Baby.”
“I love you.”
“Say it again,” he growls. Each thrust sliding us farther up the mattress.
“I love you.” I cling to his neck, and I feel tears fill my eyes.
“I love you, too. So godd...
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I lose the battle against the tears. The intensity of the moment is too m...
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“Say it again,” I choke out my...
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“I fucking love you, Alice Hatter.” Michael’s own eyes are glassy. “I’m g...
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“Did you say I had mistletoe eyes?”
“Uh-huh.” I stroke my hand down her back. “They’re green, like mistletoe.” I palm her ass. “And I want to kiss everything below them.”
“What’s going on in that beautiful brain, Baby Cakes?”
“What does it mean?” Her shoulder lifts in a little shrug. “Are we dating now?”
“Look at me.” I wait until her vulnerable eyes meet mine. “I’m yours. And that wetness leaking out of you, soaking my cock, that marks you as mine. There’s no one else. For either of us.”
“So yeah, we’re dating for the next few days, or however long it takes me to find you the perfect ring. And after that, you’ll be my fiancée. Then, if I have my say, I’ll be calling you wife by the time the clock strikes midnight on New Year’s Eve.”
“You worried about me, Baby?”
“You’re mine now, Michael Kesso. I’ll always worry about you.”
