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“No snappy comeback, baby?”

I shake my head and run my hands under his t-shirt.

“Just thinking about how fucking hot I’ve been for you all night tonight, champ.” I lean in and nip his ear. “How wet and hot?—”

No sooner do the words leave my mouth than my leggings are ripped from my legs and his sweatpants are shoved below his ass. “Not gonna be gentle this time, baby. That okay?”

“I don’t want gentle.” I crash my mouth to his and bite down on his lip, nearly drawing blood when he slams his cock inside me in one powerful move.

He lifts me from the counter, and I link my legs around his waist and my arms around his shoulder as he holds me like a rag doll while he pounds into me over and over and over again. Hitting that spot that blows my mind every time.

“Fuck, princess. I’m not gonna last this time.”

“Oh God, Killian. I’m so close.” The whole night has been one giant tease. Like foreplay on crack. And the stroke of his cock brings me closer to that high that’s just out of reach.

“Fuck yeah, you are. Having you there.” He drags himself out and digs his fingers into my bare ass. “Having you watch me.”

I hang on for dear life when he thrusts back up.

“Knowing you were my prize. That this tight little cunt was mine, and my prize was going to be losing myself inside you all night. Fuck, baby. Nothing in the world better than that.”

Oh. My. God.

Killian roars his release, and that’s it.

That’s all it takes for me to shatter around him.

He slows his thrusts, working me through my orgasm.

I gasp for air and press my lips against his. “I think we’re going to need our own plane and maybe our own floor of the hotels, so we can do that whenever we want without anyone hearing us.”

“Let them hear, Lilah. We’ve got ten years to make up for.”

“Let them hear, huh? That sounds like a good song title to me,” I joke as he sets my feet on the floor and kicks off his pants.

“You gonna write a song about me, princess?’

“They’ve all been about you, champ.” I pull my t-shirt over my head and stand naked in front of him, loving the way I look in his eyes. “Every single one.”

LILAH

You look happier – Thanks, five orgasms in seven hours.

It’s good for the soul.

—Lilah’s Secret Thoughts

Islip out of bed the next morning and jump in the shower,aloneand deliciously sore.

Who knew Killian would have that much energy after a fight? I figured he’d have been exhausted.

Well . . . I was wrong.

Once I’ve scrubbed and buffed every inch of my body and shampooed and conditioned my hair, I get out, dry off, blow dry, and throw on jeans and Killian’s Crucible hoodie. Time to get my man blueberry pancakes with a side of so much pork, I’m less sure that isn’t the main course with a side of pancakes. But it’s what he wants, so I’m going to get it for him.

And because I’m feeling a little extra feisty this morning, I shove my panic button in the pocket of my jeans, kiss Killian’s forehead, and sneak out alone for the first time in weeks. It shouldn’t feel this good, but damn, it feels amazing.

March is always one of those weird months in Kroydon Hills. You never know if you’re getting snow or rain. No surprise this year, there’s still snow on the ground. It’s turning to dirty mush, but it’s still there. I smile as I slide behind the wheel of the Rover and head into town with the heat blasting and the sunroof open, just to get a little extra fresh air.

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