Page 145 of Corrupt Game

I gloried in his return to dominance. Every touch zinged through me, every thrust ignited another fiery wave of pleasure between us.

Panting, I arched my back as he took me harder, his eyes locked on mine in a heated gaze that demanded everything from me. The table creaked under our combined weight, but we ignored it. All that mattered was the erotic storm raging around us.

"Please," I moaned brokenly, my nails digging into his shoulders as I hovered on the edge of oblivion.

"Say my name," he growled, his voice raw with lust. His thrusts matched his command, harsh fierce and loving at the same time.

"Ian!" I cried out as an orgasm tore through me with an intensity that left me breathless. It seemed to be the trigger he needed too—he roared my name as his body quaked. We collapsed against each other covered in sweat, hearts racing wildly in unison, bodies spent but souls replete.

Ian tenderly brushed a loose strand of hair from my face in a soft, reverent caress. "I love you."

My heart felt like it might burst with joy. I smiled up at him, vision blurred by happy tears.

"I love you too, Ian. I’m yours, forever."

He kissed me then, gentle and sweet. His words rang in my ears like the most sacred vow:

"You’ve chosen me forever, Collette. I'll love you, protect you, and cherish you. Always."

In that perfect moment, I had no doubts. This complicated, brilliant, passionate man was mine. And I was his - heart, body and soul. For now and for always.

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