Page 150 of Golden Atonement

Smiling, I held up my pinky. “I pinky promise.”

Grinning, Max linked his pinky with mine.

“We’re back where it all started, aren’t we, Remi?”

“Why don’t you tell me what brought this on?”

“Something I told Carnage.”

“And what did you tell him?”

Shaking his head, he muttered, “That he needed to learn when to butt out of shit that doesn’t concern him.”

“Sounds like good advice. So, what’s the problem?”

“The problem is, baby, I can’t butt out. I know this shit with the Soulless Sinners and those stupid ghost files going out has nothing to do with us, but my gut’s telling me I’m gonna get pulled in again.”

“Then you know what you gotta do. This isn’t rocket science, Max. James Doherty left you everything you needed. His instructions were clear.”

“And I’ll be smack dab in the thick of shit again, babe. I can’t keep my promise to you and do what Pops wanted. I have to choose.”

“I see,” I whispered, looking down at my hands.

Shit. I didn’t realize.

He was damned either way.

“What do you want to do?”

“Keep my promise to you.”

Looking at him, I stared into his eyes and said, “And you would, wouldn’t you? No matter the cost. You would keep your promise to me.”

He slowly nodded.

Sighing, I took a deep breath and said, “Then take it all, Max.”

His eyes snapped to mine. “What?”

“You heard me. Take it all. If you’re gonna go down this damned road again, then take it all. All of it. It’s the only way you can keep your promise to me, and you know it.”

Max cupped the back of my head as he pulled my body closer to his with his free hand.

“You mean it?” he whispered, his hand rubbing my hip in circles, moving lower and farther back until he was caressing the globe of my ass. He squeezed it and pressed the cradle of my hips more tightly against his growing erection.

I smirked.

“Yes.”

And that was all he needed to hear. He slammed his mouth against mine, thrusting his tongue deep inside, stroking, exploring my mouth.

He overwhelmed me like he always did, but this time, what he was doing felt so good that I couldn’t stop him even if I wanted to.

Not that I did.

I could feel his erection burning against my pussy with his hand on my ass. He ground himself against my pussy in a slow, sensual motion that matched the thrust of his tongue into my mouth.

Oh God, my nipples were so sensitive.

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