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I slide my arms behind her back, cradling her as I lean forward and rise up on my knees. She wraps her legs around my waist- andfuck yeah, it’son. She threads her fingers together behind my neck to hang on and I go to town, fingers digging into her hips as I slam into her sweet little pussy, pounding her with all I’ve got. My jeans slide down, bunching around my knees as I give it to my girl harder, rougher.

She’s dangling off my neck by her arms, giving me a perfect view of her little tits jigging and bouncing with each thrust. A scream of pleasure tears from her mouth.

Damnit. I’m not gonna last, not when I’m fucking her bare like this. She’s too fucking sexy, feels too good.

Gotta get her there with me.

I release her hips, sliding one arm around her waist to hold her up, bringing the other hand down to pinch that sensitive little clit between my knuckles.

“Theo!” Brooke cries out, her head falling back.

“Yeah baby?” murmur, tracing circles around her clit with my thumb, giving it a little flick as I keep plunging my cock in and out of her wet heat.

“Feels… so… good…” she pants, digging her fingernails into the backs of my shoulders. “Don’t… stop…”

I don’t. I keep slamming my dick into her pussy, rubbing her clit with my fingers. Her keening cries are driving me crazy, right to the edge.

My balls tighten, the telltale sign that I’m about to come. I rub her clit harder as I thrust hard, burying my dick in her to the hilt, blowing my load. It’s like her body’s one with mine- she starts coming too, moaning loudly as her climax rocks her body, her inner walls milking my cock.

It’s fucking intense. My vision tunnels and I rock back to sit on my heels, sliding both arms around Brooke’s waist, squeezing her tightly into my chest with my dick still inside her.

She sweeps her disheveled hair out of her face, then sets her hands on my shoulders and gazes into my eyes dreamily. “We should do breakfast like this more often,” she smirks.

I let out a throaty laugh. “Every fuckin’ day, kid.”

I press a kiss to her mouth, dick still seated inside her.Yeah, I could get used to this.

CHAPTER FORTY-THREE

Brooke

I look into Theo’s eyes as he unbuckles the helmet strap under my chin, a smile creeping across my face.

This.

This must be what true happiness feels like.

To be adored and cared for by this gorgeous man. This man who, despite his sharp edges, tends to me with such a gentle hand. The soft side he reserves only for me.

He pulls the helmet off of my head, turning to set it on the back of his bike as I reach up to run my fingers through my disheveled hair. My long blonde tresses are all knotty from the ride over to Summervale on the back on Theo’s motorcycle- I should’ve thought of that and braided it or something.

Theo swivels back to me as I’m still raking through the ends of my hair, smoothing it over my shoulders. His lips tip up into a grin.

“I love when your hair’s all windblown like that,” he says, reaching out to cup my cheek. “It’s sexy as hell.”

He leans in to claim my mouth and my knees go rubbery. I’ll never tire of kissing this guy- every time, it’s frickin’ fireworks.

Something shifted between us when we were on top of Pine Mountain yesterday morning. We were both so honest, so real- we didn’t hold anything back. And as I was gazing into those hazel eyes that have captivated me from the beginning, I was hit with an enormous realization- that all this time, while I’d been afraid Theo would hurt me, I hadn’t even noticed the tide had changed at some point. ThatIcould hurthim.

He’d jumped in with both feet, even though there was a chance that I’d walk away. Even though he’d get hurt if I did. And it wasn’t fair to him for me to keep holding back for self-preservation’s sake.

So I’m not anymore. We’re mates, partners, a team. We share the risk. If we go down, we go down together. And in knowing that, in letting go, things feel different now. Better. Like I could do this with him forever.

Theo breaks the kiss, still cupping my cheek as he pulls back to gaze down at me. “Should we head in?”

“Yeah,” I breathe, spinning around and looking to the packhouse. Theo moves beside me, guiding me forward with a hand on the small of my back. For some reason I really love it when he does that.

We head up the front walk and step inside, met with the same eerie quiet that we were the last time I was here with Theo. It was only about a month ago, but somehow it feels like forever.

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