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Smiling at the need straining her voice, he licked his way down her stomach. Using his tongue, he teased and tasted. When her hips bucked against his mouth, he added a finger. Soon, her golden skin glowed with the heat of her arousal, warming his tongue.

And his heart.

This wasn’t going to be a one-time thing. He wanted Imogen back in his life. No matter what he had to do to convince her. Giving her an orgasm seemed like a good start.

When she arched off the bed with a cry, he released her. As she vibrated with afterglow, he chucked off his shorts and tossed their clothes aside.

Settling between her legs, he searched her eyes. Despite the dark, the energy that burned between them was hot enough to light the earth. She pounced, wrapping her legs around his waist, as desperate for this as he was. Together, they became a mass of writhing limbs and eager hands as they rolled across the bed.

Panting hard after she’d found his length, he pinned her fingers to the mattress, “I love you, Gen.”

She smiled, and he held onto that as he entered her. Her eyes closed with a sexy groan of pleasure while his felt ready to roll back in his head.

God in heaven.

She felt too good. So tight and so warm he had to take a minute to keep things from ending too soon.

Imogen moved first, rocking her hips into him as she locked her legs around his waist. Mat grunted, struggling to hold the rope tight on his control.

“I love you, Mat.”

Hearing those words, he lost the battle. With a growl, he crushed his mouth to hers and pumped into her hard and fast. Her breaths shallowed as she matched his rhythm.

He drove into her like an animal until she broke the kiss with a gasp. “Mat, I need—”

He knew exactly what she needed and gave it to her. As he thrust in and out, he used his thumb on her sensitive bud to bring her to the peak.

Her hands fisted the sheets they’d already tangled, and he knew she was close. Watching pleasure overtake her nearly sent him hurtling off the edge.She whimpered right before her head fell back with a scream of ecstasy. When her core tightened around him, his orgasm hit like a freight train.

Pleasure stole his breath and his strength. He collapsed on top of a limp Imogen as his muscles gave out. She might’ve made a sound, but his ears still rang from the force of the collision. Tugging her to his chest, he rolled them over and stared up at the dark ceiling.

Was it always that good?

It had been too long, if he couldn’t remember. All her soft, warm skin pressed to his side made him want to test it again.Even so, he wanted more than the physical with her. He needed to make things right between them no matter how long it took.

As he had the thought, his head clamored for caution. She loved him, but she hadn’t forgiven him . . .yet.

On the other hand, his heart liked to remind him it wasn’t often a man got a second chance, and he wasn’t about to squander his.

Was he?

CHAPTER 10

Mateo

The lieutenant’s safehouse consisted of a recently built log cabin on Lake Cherokee, complete with a private dock and boathouse. The bright orange hue of cedar logs with a gray stone footing might seem rustic, but this home was no less opulent thanEl Jaguar’smansion. It had the security to match it. The one thing the Lazcanos didn’t do was spare any expense. Bulletproof glass covered all the windows, cameras watched every entry and exit point, and sensors marked the same, alerting occupants whenever someone arrivedvia vehicle.

This is why Mat wasn’t surprised when the modern garage door, with its slate-colored panels, lifted as soon as they sensed his presence. He parked in the only open spot in the five-bay garage. Its expanse took up the entire lower floor of the house. As soon as he killed the engine, someone opened his door.

Julio’s ugly mug sneered down at him. “About time you showed up,tú pinche gringo.”

The insult didn’t faze Mat. He’d have been more surprised if Julio hadn’t cursed at him. But he wasn’t in the mood to deal with the man either. “Get the fuck outta my way, Julio.”

The asshole smirked and stepped aside. When Mat climbed out of the car, he said, “You’ve got some explaining to do.”

The glee in Julio’s voice churned Mat’s gut. He didn’t have to answer to this jackass, but he wanted to know what he was walking into.

Instead of antagonizing Julio further, he played along. “Yeah? ’bout what?”

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