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A glint of the hunger that simmers between us makes the dark look in his eyes so much more potent. Then before I can react, I find myself thrown over his shoulder as he marches toward the door.

“Bye, Lex, bye, Hunter.”

I lift my head to find my friends laughing at us, and it feels good. I feel happy and I push aside the fear that feeling usually comes with.

31. Jake

My life is almost perfect right now. I have the love of my life in my arms, my friends are safe and happy, and I have a job I love. The only fly in the ointment is Nick Kendrick. The bastard has gone off the grid after he’d been voted out as CEO of KLM by his board. I know it was forced by the Mancini family, but the result is the same.

I’d hoped he’d slink off into the dirt with the rest of the scum, or try and confront me because I’d made sure to let him know it was me behind it. I need that asshole to heed the warning that I wasn’t to be fucked with this time.

Instead, I’d heard rumblings about him being drunk in the exclusive clubs we both belonged to and spouting off his mouth about getting even. His threats wouldn’t bother me despite our past, but if he comes near Cherry, he’s a dead man, and I mean that as literally as I can.

Talking to Hunter this afternoon has helped and he’s assured me that the man he’d recommended for surveillance on Kendrick was good, and so far he’s sent me regular updates about Kendrick’s whereabouts, and no move has been made towards either me or Cherry.

Still, I know a confrontation and a more personal warning is warranted and I have every intention of making that happen next week. I might be part of the Lungo empire now, and Hank might see me as one of his own, but I grew up in the slums and know how to fight dirty when needed. I have no qualms about getting my hands dirty, and, in fact, might relish it.

Perhaps I should tell Cherry all this, but I don’t want her to worry. We are happy and things are perfect between us. The last thing I want is to bring that prick’s name up and watch the light in her eyes dim for even a second, so I keep quiet and tell her it’s over, because as far as she’s concerned, it is. KLM have even given up pursuing the land her mom’s salon is on after Hunter and I made some calls to the planning offices and had the permits they’d need revoked.

“Jake?” I blink out of my deep, dark thoughts to focus on the woman I love.

“Yeah, Blossom?”

We’d fallen into bed the second we got through the door of her little home, and by bed, I mean couch. I hadn’t been able to wait a single second longer to taste her sweet pussy, and now we’re lying in her bed with an empty pizza box on the floor. Rolling, I pull her closer as she snuggles her body into mine, draping her leg over my thighs so her pussy is resting against my hip.

“Thank you.”

I glance down at her as she looks up, and I know it’s corny but every second I spend with her I fall deeper in love with her. “For what?”

Cherry shrugs, forcing her tits to rub against my ribs and my arms, and my cock comes alive.

“For not giving up on me. I know I can be a lot.”

Rolling up on my elbow so I can look at her in the dusk light of the evening sun, I feel a wave of love almost clog my throat. Her hair is the palest shade of pink now and shines against her perfect, pale skin. Sweeping a lock of hair from her face, I run my knuckles down her cheek and over her delicate throat, watching the goosebumps appear, and loving the way she responds to my touch.

“You never have to thank me for that. I’ll never give up on you or on us because that would be like giving up on breathing. You’ll never be too much for me, Blossom. Not when you were made for me.”

Dipping my head, I kiss her slowly, deeply, showing her how I feel about her. Cherry hasn’t said she loves me back yet, and I’m trying to be patient because she shows me with her actions how she feels. But I can’t lie to myself and say I don’t crave those words from her lips. She clings to me, her fingernails leaving tiny divots in my shoulders as our kiss becomes more desperate. I kiss my way down her neck, nipping at the thundering pulse in her neck. My hand smooths over the silken skin of her ribs and up. My thumb rubs over the peak of her sensitive nipple. Lifting my head, I watch it harden into a tight peak as Cherry squirms beneath my touch.

“Tell me what you need, Blossom.”

“Everything.”

A chuckle leaves my mouth at her demand. “Be specific, use your words or I stop.”

Her huff of displeasure makes my aching cock twitch as she glares at me. I love when she gives me attitude, her sass gets me so fucking hard I could come like a teenage boy with his first porn movie.

“Your mouth. I want your mouth on me, please,” she moans almost desperately.

The sound of her so hungry for my touch almost undoes me, but I rein it in and give her what she needs, seeing as she asked so sweetly.

“Good girl.”

My lips close over the hard pink nipple, and I suck hard, her back bowing as her fingers thread through my hair, holding me where she wants me. I lap at her skin, nip, kiss, and suck first one and then the other nipple, until she’s rubbing her pussy against my thigh to get herself off. Her reaction has pre-come leaking from my aching cock. I love seeing her getting herself off using my body.

Lifting up, I look down at her swollen lips, her eyes dilated with desire, hair spread all over the pillow, and I know there was never any chance of me getting over her, not then and certainly not now.

“I love you so fucking much, Blossom.”

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