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“That’s it, baby. Look how beautiful you are when you come.” Micah slides a hand around my chest, pulling me upright, so I can watch my body respond to his.

“You’re beautiful, Ivy. So beautiful. Tell me you see it.”

Finally, my orgasm recedes and I lean into him, knees weak, breath spent. Micah meets my eyes through the mirror and smiles, kissing my neck as his erection reminds me this entire event has been one-sided.

“Let me take care of you now,” I say, trying to spin in his arms and get down on my knees to take him into my mouth. “So we’re even.”

“Who cares about even?” Micah laughs, holding me tight. “If I can make you come seven times to my one, then that’s what I’m going to do.”

With a hand between my shoulders, he lowers me down again, the counter cool against my arms as he undoes his pants and steps out of them. I watch his dick spring free, eager as he takes himself in his hand, pumping as he stares between my legs. I watch through the mirror, eyes locked on his as he enters me inch by aching inch. I release a quivering breath as I adjust to being so full, swallowing a groan as his hips hit mine.

And then he’s moving, stroking, stretching, hitting so deep that my keening cries echo through the room. His hands, gripping my hips, pulling me into him over and over, pushing me toward an edge I can’t wait to step off, this sense of undoing as my body sings with pleasure.

“Micah…” I whisper, then my breath hitches and catches and I meet his gaze in the mirror.

He smiles. It’s soft and it’s sweet and it’s made just for me and this is what love feels like.

This.

Him.

Us.

Now.

Forever.

Always.

And suddenly I’m overwhelmed with feeling, everything spinning out of control and I’m shrieking and gasping and making all the sounds I swore I’d never make again. Lost to pleasure. Lost to him. Lost to us, right now forever.

“Fuck,” Micah mutters, his pace speeding. “Oh fuck, Ives…”

“I love you,” I whisper. “I never stopped loving you. I never will.”

With a groan, he finishes, staring into my eyes while words like “destiny” and “fate” and “happily ever after” dance through my mind.

CHAPTER THIRTY

Micah

Sated and pleased, with my heart doing this silly little dance in my chest, I draw a bath in the two-person tub I didn’t think I’d ever use, then head into the kitchen to grab a bottle of wine and two glasses. When I return, bubbles cover the surface of the water, hiding Ivy’s body from view.

“Not fair.” I pout, filling one glass with wine, then the other.

“Come on.” Ivy leans back in the water, the top of her breasts breaking the surface. “A post-sex bubble bath? With wine? What’s more decadent than that?”

“As long as you’re not using the bubbles to hide yourself.” I lower myself into the tub, then pull her against me, so her back rests against my front. I grab a breast in each hand and give them a squeeze. “Because these? These are fucking perfect. I’m gonna make a rule that you walk around naked all the time so I can suck on them whenever I want.”

Ivy leans against me, sipping wine. “I’d get chilly being naked all the time.”

“I’ll turn the heat up. Besides, you’re used to Seattle weather. You said so yourself.”

And just like that, all the rage I felt towards this Julian prick comes boiling back to the surface. That fucking asshole wasn’t content controlling every aspect of her life, but had to go ahead and destroy her self-esteem, too. Breaking her down bit by bit so she wouldn’t have the confidence to leave. That’s the thing about Ivy. She’s stronger than anyone gives her credit for. She did leave. She’s here. With me. Where she belongs.

I press my lips together to keep the shit in my head from spilling out and ruining the evening. “I just want you to know you’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. I want you to know it and believe it and…” I trail off, unsure how to communicate exactly what’s in my heart.

Ivy’s quiet, and I’d call it a comfortable silence if it wasn’t for my desire to drive to Seattle and punch this asshole in the dick. I kiss the top of her head, silently promising to do everything in my power to restore Ivy’s confidence.

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