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My eyes fill with tears. After everything we’ve been through, all the pain and darkness, could this really be happening? Could Gaston truly love me, despite his flaws?

I cling to him, burying my face in his neck. His strong arms envelop me as if he never intends to let me go. “I know you’ve done bad things, but you also risked everything to save me. That has to mean something.”

“It means you make me want to be better,” he says gruffly. “I’ve never felt that before.” He tilts my chin up to look earnestly into my eyes. “I promise you, Blake, I’ll do whatever it takes to make you happy.” He crushes me to him in a fierce kiss that steals my breath away. I cling to him, dizzy with happiness, hardly believing this is real.

After everything, somehow we’ve found love in the darkest of places. And I know then that no matter what comes next, we’ll face it together.

41

GASTON

Icradle Blake in my arms while my private jet cruises back to the states. Her head rests gently against my chest and I savor the feeling of having her close. When I felt her ripped from me on that airstrip, it felt like my world was ending.

I would’ve given Pablo anything to ensure Blake’s safe return, but I couldn’t show weakness in front of my adversary.

Instead, I outmaneuvered him. Pitted his greed against him to negotiate Blake’s release and came out on top. The stakes had been high but thankfully I read Pablo right. Money is the most precious thing to him.

Blake shifts and glances at me. “What happens now?” she asks softly. “How is this going to work with you in Mexico City and me at Brown?”

I run my fingers through her golden hair. “You let me worry about that, mi amor. I’ll come to Providence as often as I can. I’ve already rented us an apartment where we can spend time together when I visit.”

Blake furrows her brow. “But won’t you have to go back to Mexico City regularly for your business?”

“Yes,” I reply. “But I’ll travel back and forth. Nothing is more important than being with you.”

There’s uncertainty in Blake’s eyes. Our relationship has been turbulent so far, to say the least. I know she has reservations given our history. My treatment of her at the start was my usual treatment of the women I buy, but at the time I didn’t want to admit to myself how special Blake was.

“Sit on my lap,” I demand.

She arches a brow but doesn’t question me, swinging a leg over mine to straddle me. I pull Blake closer, my arms encircling her slender waist, pulling her lips to meet mine in a deep, passionate kiss.

She responds eagerly, her fingers threading through my hair.

The feel of her soft curves and perfect tits pressing against me ignite a familiar fire. I savor the taste of her. The sweetness of her tongue dancing with mine. My hands slide down to caress the flare of her hips and I squeeze, drawing out a little whimper.

She grinds herself on my dick, making me groan. I want her—all of her. To possess her completely, to claim her as mine for the rest of our lives. It will be different now. No more games.

Her face is flushed when I break the kiss. “Blake,” I murmur. “You may have only been captured less than twenty four hours, but I’ve fucking missed you.”

She kisses me, undulating her hips. “I need you.”

“Fuck, how can I say no to that, baby girl?” Standing with her in my arms, her legs wrapped around my hips, I lower her onto the floor of the jet, tearing her clothes off like a beast.

Her shirt rips open, buttons scattering across the jet’s floor like confetti.

“You’re mine now, truly,” I growl, my mouth watering at the sight of her perfect breasts. “Every fucking inch of you belongs to me.” My hands roam greedily over her body, squeezing her tits and sliding down to her soaked pussy. “You’re so goddamn perfect,” I mutter, my voice thick.

I tear her panties off and dive my fingers into her cunt, making her moan louder. “Did you miss this while we weren’t fucking? Did you miss having me inside you?” I ask, my thumb circling her clit as I pump my fingers in and out of her.

She arches her back, rocking her hips in time with my thrusts. “Yes, sir. I missed it so much.”

I lean down to nip at her earlobe. “Good girl,” I praise before claiming her mouth in another hungry kiss.

Unzipping my pants, I free my cock. It springs out, slapping against her stomach.

“Gaston,” she moans my name as she gazes down at my dick which is leaking precum onto her skin.

“God, I missed this sweet little cunt when you were avoiding me.” My fingers working her clit while I line up my cock with her entrance. “You’re so fucking wet for me, baby. You want it, don’t you?”

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