Page 69 of Safe With Me

I took the mug from her hands and set it on the floor.

“Maybe you should order a nightstand next. Come here, sweetheart.” I lifted her up and set her on my lap. “Whoever didthat to your car last night, nothing changes. You’ll still work for my father. And I’ll still be inside you every single chance I get.”

Her cheeks flushed as she shook her head.

“Mike, you can’t?—”

I pressed a finger to her lips.

“Just listen. You don’t have to feel like you need to hide or keep anything from the people who care about you just because you think they’ll get hurt. We Russos are pretty connected in this town.” I nudged her side, getting a tiny smile out of her. “None of us will let anything happen to you.”

“I would love nothing more than for this to be over.” Her voice cracked as she ran her hand through my hair and dropped her chin to her chest.

“I know, baby.” I pulled back and pressed my lips to her forehead. “No one is going to hurt my girl or anyone else.”

“Your girl, huh?” Her brow quirked up. “I’m seven years older than you.”

I shrugged. “Whatever you want me to call you, you’re all mine, Delilah,” I growled, shifting her on my lap until she straddled me. “And I’m all yours. So, there’s no hiding, no running.” I coasted my hand up her shirt, my cock jerking under the sheets when I found her bare underneath.

“You’re something else, Mikey,” she whispered before our mouths fused together.

I peeled her shirt over her head and rolled on top of her.

“That’s much better,” I teased, settling between her legs. “You really ordered hundreds of dollars in furniture just to get me to come here for a whole day?”

I cracked up when she glared back at me.

“I didn’t know how long I would need to work myself up to tell you, and you’re fast, so yes, I tried to buy myself some time.”

I smoothed my hand down her arm and laced our fingers together.

“Is all that going to fit in here?” I quipped, bringing our joined hands to my lips. “You went to all that trouble to ask me what you should have already known.” I pressed myself against her, my cock already so hard again it was painful.

“What’s that?” she asked, wrapping her legs around me.

Even when I didn’t know her name yet, something in Lila’s eyes had grabbed me by the throat, and I couldn’t run from it.

Maybe we hadn’t known each other for very long, but what I felt for her was too much of a certainty to be afraid of it or to try to deny it.

Maybe love had been so easy for me to run from because it was never real. If Lila and I weren’t real, I never wanted to fall in love because my heart couldn’t take it.

I covered her mouth with mine, kissing her slow and deep as she arched her back off the bed.

“Drenched already?” I murmured against her lips when I slipped a hand between us, tracing slow circles around her clit with the tip of my finger. “You like it when I touch you, Delilah?”

Instead of arguing with me over using her full name, she fluttered against my fingers and let go of a low moan.

“I think you love it. I bet I know how I can make you relax.”

Her clouded gaze met mine as I kissed down her body, laughing against the soft skin of her stomach as she squirmed against me.

“Hold still like a good girl.”

She turned her head, whimpering into the pillow as I ran my tongue up and down her soaked pussy, sucking her clit into my mouth as her hands fisted in my hair.

“It’s too good,” she groaned out, her legs flailing back and forth until I grabbed her hips and spread her open.

“Can’t hide from me. This is all mine.” I slid two fingers inside as I devoured her, her sweet arousal dripping down my chin as her hips bucked off the bed.

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