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This powerful, beautiful woman is mine, and I won’t let anyone hurt or take her from me.

Chapter 27

Iwatch the croissants heat in the oven, breathing in the buttery aroma as they turn golden brown. Normally, I’d have someone else handle breakfast, but I wanted to do it this morning. For her.

Glancing out the window, I take in the sun sparkling on the ocean waves. It’s barely 9 AM but I’ve been up for a while, too wired to sleep.

Yesterday, she sang my name like a prayer. We went at it for hours, fucking in every corner of this beach house. I’ll never get enough of her or the way she looks at me with those big green eyes like I’m the only goddamn person in the world.

The timer dings, and I pull out the croissants, arranging them on a tray with orange juice and some fresh fruit. I don’t give a shit about anniversaries or romantic gestures, but I wanted an excuse to get my little gem alone this weekend. No work, no family, no interruptions. Just her and me and a king-sized bed.

I balance the tray in one hand and head upstairs. Pushing the door open, I find her still passed out in bed. She’s on her stomach, face half-buried in the pillows, hair fanned out everywhere. The sheets tangled around her waist, barely covering that perfect ass.

I lean against the doorway, watching her sleep. She’s so fucking beautiful laying there all peaceful. Similar to paintings in a museum or something. I could spend forever watching her rest.

After another minute, I walk over and lay down the tray on the edge of the bed. I brush her hair back and plant a kiss on her shoulder.

“Time to wake up, little gem.”

She stirs and blinks up at me. “Hey, you...”

“Rise and shine.” I lean down to kiss her forehead.

She stretches and rolls onto her back, the sheet slipping even lower. I let my eyes wander over her naked body. Fuck.

“Mmm... what time is it?”

“Early. I wanted to surprise you with breakfast in bed.” I gesture at the tray I brought up.

“Aww, you made me breakfast?”

“I don’t do this for anyone.”

She sits up, holding the sheet to her chest, and kisses me. “Well, I love it. Thank you.”

“Figured you’d need some fuel after the workout I gave you last night.”

She blushes but meets my eyes boldly. “Workout?”

“Yes.” I slide my hand under the sheet and caress her thigh. “In fact, I’d love another workout later...”

She smacks my hand away. “I’m trying to eat.”

I hold my hands up in mock surrender. “Alright, alright. I’ll behave.”

We chat and eat breakfast together, enjoying the view and the sound of the ocean outside. It’s nice, the two of us here alone.

When we’re done eating, I take the tray and set it aside, then pull her into my arms. She melts into me, pressing her naked body against mine.

“So, about that workout...” My hands explore her curves.

She silences me with a passionate kiss, and I know that’s a yes. I grin against her lips, already growing hard for her again.

Seems like it’s gonna be a very good morning.

I worship every inch of her body with my hands and mouth until she is gasping and writhing.

“Please...”

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