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“So, that’s why you didn’t come back,” she said. “Why you stayed?”

“Yeah.”

“Thank you.”

I arched an eyebrow.

She made her silly ‘raise an eyebrow’ face.

“You look ridiculous,” I said. But my lips were slightly curled upward.

“I know,” she said. “But I made you smile. Which was the goal.”

“Why did you thank me?”

“For finally telling me the truth about you and your family and this place.”

“Not much to tell,” I grunted. “Because I don’t actually know anything.”

“But you let me in, Cade. You trusted me. That means a lot, to me. You put me first. You chose me over your pain, over your past. You chose to make me your present. I needed that.”

“Oh.” I wasn’t sure what else to say.

“I told you about my ex,” she said. “He was always putting the military before me. Always. I was a second fiddle to his career, and he didn’t care. He would sacrifice anything, to achieve that. I swore I would never be anyone’s second choice ever again. You made me your priority tonight, despite the hurt it has dug up in you. That’s big to me, knowing you aren’t hiding anything.”

“I …”

“Shhh,” she said, pressing a finger to my lips as I started to speak. “You don’t need to respond.”

My protest died as she replaced her finger with her lips. My dragon roared to life like the forges of heat billowing in my chest, heat radiating outward as she pulled me down to her.

Chapter Thirty-One

Samantha

I all but tackled Cade, pushing him down onto the roof. The surprise on his face faded as he understood what was happening, what was going on. I hadn’t meant to literally throw myself at him, but that was what happened. Thankfully, he caught me and held me in position, so my momentum didn’t roll me off.

By the time I lowered my mouth to his, we were on the same page. Clothes flew off as we struggled to disrobe one another as fast as possible. His cock was hard and thick, ready to thrust its way deep inside my waiting pussy, already warm and swollen with need.

Need for him. Licking my lips, I slid down his waist and, without waiting for him to say anything more, ran my tongue up the underside of his cock and around the smooth, purple tip, a slightly salty bit of precum hitting my tastebuds before I slid farther down his shaft, letting some spit dribble out to the sides, where I rubbed it in with my hand.

He was too long and thick for me to even consider being able to deepthroat him, but that didn’t bother him. His head was already back, his groans filling my ears as I sucked his cock to the best of my ability, my hands alternating from stroking the shaft in time with my lips to fondling his balls gently, producing a soft gasp of delight.

That gasp became a snarl of approval as I ran my tongue over first one, then the other, feeling them roll to the side, even as his cock strained against my hand, trying to grow even harder.

“No more,” he growled after one particularly fun twitch.

I looked up, having been so intent on what I was doing I hadn’t realized just how close to the edge he was.

“You’d better not come just yet,” I said with a smirk.

“Not until my cock is deep inside of you and your pussy is clamping down on it while you come for me,” he rumbled with unexpected intensity.

My mouth was suddenly dry, but all the wetness had headed elsewhere, allowing him to slip easily inside me as I mounted him once more. He tried to roll us over, to take control, but I gently shook my head.

“Not this time,” I told him, grinding my hips forward against him and then back. “Today, I’m taking care of you. I’m in charge, and I’m going to ride this hard cock until you explode for me.”

“If you say so,” he said, capitulating instantly.

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