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Luc texts me every fifteen minutes with an update and I am so relieved every time he does.

It’s been a week, and time has been crawling. But excitement fills me at the prospect of having him home.

“I can’t believe I made a big deal out of nothing,” Anna says, hiccuping from her crying bout.

“Don’t be silly, Anna. It could have been a very big deal. I’m just so thankful it’s not, and you and the baby are safe,” I tell her, and she tries to smile, but it’s wobbly.

“There! They fixed the AC,” Giselle says coming back with a cup of ice water for Anna.

“Thank you, guys. You’re the best,” she replies and drinks from the straw.

After a little while, I hear some commotion, and I look to see Nico Fury bearing down towards us, and he looks like a whirlwind.

He ignores us, going straight for his wife, and that is fine. Because I just want to see Luc.

I don’t have to wait long.

The piercing on his eyebrow glitters as he turns the corner and enters the hall leading to Anna’s private room, and I don’t wait.

I take off. I run to him, and my heart practically leaps with joy when he catches me and holds me tight.

“Fuck, that feels good. I am not leaving you home ever again, Baby Girl,” he says, groaning as he kisses me. “Next time, you are coming with me.”

It’s not an I love you, but it makes me wild for him.

CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR-LUC

I’ve had Maria in my bed for the past ten hours, and I don’t think we’ve slept for more than two.

If I’m not kissing her, I’m touching her. I can’t seem to stop.

I run my hands over every dip and curve, memorizing her as if I could ever forget.

I spend a lot of time tasting the freckles that dance across her nose and tracing the pair of dimples she has at the bottom of her spine, right above her sweet peach of an ass.

I sip from her lips, then I move to her cheek, her chin, her neck.

I bite her there, where her neck meets her shoulder, and she yelps.

And no matter what I do, I can’t stop myself from sliding my dick into her tight, wet cunt again and again. And again.

Fuck. Me.

But don’t ever stop fucking me is what I really mean.

I’m insatiable.

So hungry for this woman. I want to consume her.

I fuck her relentlessly. Pounding into her cunt, and she takes it.

Hell, she is greedy for it.

I love the fact that I am the only man who’s ever been inside her slick wet heat.

“And you’re the only man who ever will,” she whimpers, and I realize I am so far gone I am talking out loud.

“That’s right, Baby Girl. This is my pussy. Tell me.”

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