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I cup her pussy with my palm, rubbing it against her clit, but pull back slightly when she tries to grind her hips harder against my hand.

“The only releases you’ll get tonight are the ones I’m willing to give you,” I tell her. “I love your fight, baby, but my patience has limits.”

I cover her body with mine and crush my lips to hers. She tastes so fucking good. I can never just kiss her like a sane man. No, I have to devour her. To consume her whole. To write my name, metaphorically, over every inch of her body, mind, and soul.

“Say it,” I command against her lips when I break the kiss.

For nearly a full minute, neither of us says anything. Her gaze searches my face before it falls to my lips. She looks back into my eyes, and the aquarium lights allow me to see the emotion there.

A sheen of moisture covers her eyes.

“I’m scared,” she whispers.

My heart squeezes, and everything inside of me constricts. “Of me?”

She nods. “I was never supposed to belong to anyone.”

I loosen my hold on her wrists and cup one side of her face. She’s frightened of losing her independence. Of not being who she is and who she wants to be out of fear of belonging to me.

With one hand, I undo the tie around her wrists and turn our bodies so that she’s on top of me. I run my hand up and down the length of her back.

“You can trust me,” I assure her before kissing the tip of her nose. “I love you,” I tell her. “There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you.” It feels like a relief being lifted off of me when I say those words.

“You’re safe with me, Kennedy.”

I brush away the first tear.

“Do you promise?”

“With everything I am.”

Hesitating, she bites her bottom lip. Suddenly, a smile appears on her beautiful face, and she brushes her nose against mine before whispering, “I’m yours.”

She wiggles her hips down until she hovers just above my stiff cock. I take her by the hips and push her down, filling her.

Kennedy throws her head back, letting out a moan. She presses her hands against my chest.

“Ride me, baby. Show me I’m yours as much as you’re mine.”

My little warrior does exactly as I say. She lifts and lowers her hips, squeezing her pussy muscles, creating a delicious friction for us both. Within minutes, we’re both coming together.

I cup the back of her head and bring her down to me for a kiss as we come, claiming her. All of her.

CHAPTER 29

Kennedy

I smile and wave at my mom as I enter Buona Sera, the Italian restaurant my mother owns. Years ago, my father gave it to her as an anniversary present. It’s where they apparently had one of their first dates.

“Hey, baby,” my mom greets, pulling me into a hug. As usual, she lets the hug linger, and I soak it all in. My mom’s hugs are the absolute best.

“Hey, Riley.” I give my sister-in-law a hug also. “I’m sorry for being late,” I tell them.

Riley waves a dismissive hand. “It’s not a real weekly lunch if one of us isn’t late.”

All three of us laugh because it’s true.

“Was it work that had you tied up?” my mom asks.

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