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“Okay,” I reply, already planning on heading into my room for a night with my BOB.

“Don’t even think about it, Sasha, your orgasms are mine to give. You'll wait,” he demands. Then he reminds me to lock up after he leaves.

I inhale deeply. Well, hell. I’m not gonna lie, I’ve missed this side of James. My lips curl into a sly smile. He won’t be able to hold out for long. I’m gonna make sure of that.

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Chapter Ten

Sasha

After work the next day I head to the beauty salon for a manicure, pedicure, and some waxing. Jye spent the whole day with James today, because he didn’t have to work. If he got called in to help with a safe house, he said he would drop Jye at his mum's. I didn’t receive a call, so I assume everything went smoothly. I head home, to find James and Jye still not there. I pick up the phone and call him.

“Hello,” he answers straight away, sounding pleased to hear from me.

“Hey, where are you guys?” I complain. I miss them both, and I haven’t seen my son all day.

“Sorry, we’re just at the park. Why don’t you relax for a little, we’ll be home in an hour, okay?”

“Okay, I’ll see you soon.”

We both hang up.

After a quick shower, I dress for the dinner at Kade’s, and then sit down and read for a little while. It feels so good to be off my feet, and soon I get lost in a world of alpha male bikers.

“Sasha,” I hear James’ voice croon softly as he pulls me into his arms. I open my eyes and stretch lazily.

“What time is it?” I ask, putting my face in the crook of his neck.

“We need to leave in an hour for dinner. Jye is having a nap,” he tells me. Oh, really. Planning on using this time appropriately, I lift my leg so I can straddle him.

“And what do you think you’re doing?” he asks in an amused tone.

“Whatever I want,” I tell him boldly. This is the thing about James. He can be very easy going and laid back, but in the bedroom? He is something else.

“Is that right?” he drawls, his fingers digging into my thighs in reprimand.

“I don’t think you can handle me anymore, James,” I taunt. When he pushes my face closer and devours my lips with his, I inwardly cheer.

“Not tonight, Sasha,” he whispers.

“James! I haven’t been with anyone since you,” I admit, letting him know how badly I want this. James’ eyes widen almost hysterically, as he instantly stands with me still wrapped around him, and walks straight to the bedroom, closing the door behind him.

He puts me down, then demands, “Strip.”

I rush to take off my dress.

“Slowly, Sasha,” he commands, sitting down on the bed so he can watch the show. I slowly push the thin straps of my dress down my shoulders, letting it slip off my body and pool at my feet. Left in only a red lace thong and black bra, I can’t help but squirm under his intense gaze. I’m pretty much the same size I was before I gave birth, but now I have stretch marks on my tummy, and when James’ eyes slow on that area, I suddenly start to feel a little unsure.

“Hey,” he says gently, lifting his arm for me to come closer. I walk towards him and stand in between his knees. When he bends and kisses a few of the marks on my stomach, my breath catches.

“You are beautiful, so fucking beautiful. And these are just proof of how amazing you are. Of the gift you've given me,” he whispers. “Of how strong of a woman you are. Don’t be shy, because I love everything about you.” When I stay silent, he stares at me until I acknowledge his comments with a nod.

“Good, now let me see what’s mine,” he says softly, but with strength in his tone. I watch his eyes turn heated with desire as I take off my bra and then my panties.

“Mmm,” he rumbles in approval. I watch in anticipation as he stands up and pulls me into his arms. A shudder racks through my body as he kisses a trail up my neck, then across my jaw. Slowly, ever so slowly.

“James!” I hiss, wanting him to go faster, to give me more.

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