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What I don’t say is that I can’t wait to destroy her ex for everything he did to my girl. If her parents were still alive, I’d go after them, too.

“You love me?” Her voice is barely a whisper—like she can’t believe it.

“Yes, baby. I do. I want to be your man and your Dom. I know it’s fast, but I’ve never felt so sure about something in my life.”

She sniffles and leans into my chest. “I think I’m in love with you, too.”

Relief rushes through me, and I let out a long exhale. It’s okay if she’s not sure about her love for me yet. Having someone care about her is new and probably scary. I’ll show her what it’s like to be loved for real.

“What happens next?” She runs the tip of her finger down my chest, lower and lower.

I grab her hand and pull it away, then press a kiss to her palm. “What happens next is we’re going to bed.”

Her eyes sparkle, and she nibbles her bottom lip. “Can we, um…”

Shaking my head, I lift her from my lap and settle her back under the covers. “No. Not while you’re in pain. Besides, I don’t think you deserve any orgasms tonight for lying to me.”

She gasps and brings her hand to her chest like she’s hurt. “That’s just mean.”

“I know. You can tell me how mean I am the next time you’re screaming my name.”

When I get into bed next to her, she doesn’t hesitate to snuggle up to me. Even though my dick aches, I’ve never been more at peace in my life than I am with her.

CHAPTER 17

LILY

Sleeping in Drake’s arms is my new favorite thing. It’s soothing. Instead of waking up in a panic, thinking of all the things I need to get done today, I’m relaxed and comfortable. Except for the hard rod pressing into my back.

I shift, wanting to get a better feel of it. He’s been holding back, but there’s nothing I want more right now than to feel all of him. I want to know what it’s like to have enjoyable sex. Drake will make sure it feels good for me. He’ll make sure I want it and that I’m ready. That’s what he does. He puts my needs before his own.

“If you don’t stop squirming against my cock, I’m going to come before I even get inside you.” His voice is raspy from sleep, deeper than usual.

“Drake,” I murmur as I reach back and slide my hand between us, rubbing it against him. “Please. I need you. I need the memories of my past to be replaced by dreams of you.”

He lets out a low growl and pulls away from me. My heart stops as embarrassment creeps over me from his rejection. Then, he grabs my hip, rolling me onto my back before he moves over me, hovering with his hips between my legs.

We stare at each other, our breathing in sync. My nipples ache for his touch. He’s so big. His broad shoulders and muscular arms surround me like a cage, but it’s the safest confinement I’ve ever felt.

“Are you hurting this morning?” he asks as he dips his head down and runs his nose over the curve of my neck. His breath tickles my skin.

“No. Actually, I’m feeling pretty good this morning. My ankles are still a bit stiff, but other than that, I’m not in pain.”

His lips brush my collarbone, sending a sizzle of electricity through me straight down to my clit.

How did I never know it could be this good?

“If you start hurting at all, you’re to tell me right away. Understood?”

There’s no room for argument in his tone. “Yes, Sir.”

“Good girl.”

He quickly works the T-shirt he gave me last night up and over my head. My nipples pebble as soon as the cool air touches them.

“Reach back and grab the headboard.”

Biting my bottom lip, I slowly raise my arms and grip the solid wood frame.

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