Page 175 of Closer

She’s quiet for a long moment, her breath shaky against my lips. Then, slowly, she nods.

I press a kiss to her forehead, letting my lips linger. She’s here. She’s in my arms.

And for the first time in two fucking weeks, I can breathe again.

“You’re still my knight in shining armor, then?” she asks.

I tilt her chin up, searching her eyes. “I never stopped. I love you, princess. I always have. I always will.”

Her eyes shine bright. “I love you too.”

I capture her mouth in a slow, deep kiss. It’s a promise, a vow, a fucking prayer. She responds, her lips parting under mine, and I pour every ounce of my love, my devotion, into the kiss.

When we finally break apart, both breathing hard, I rest my forehead against hers again. “I’ve missed you. It’s been a long two weeks.”

“Too long.” She nips at my lower lip.

I scoop her into my arms and head for the car. Her brothers don’t need to see this. “Get in.” I set her down and open the backseat door. She slips inside, and I follow, shutting the door behind us.

I yank her onto my lap so she straddles me, her skirt riding up her thighs. “Did you miss this?” I scrape my teeth over her pulse point.

She rolls her hips, grinding down on my growing erection. “I did.”

I kiss her again, all tongue and teeth, and she whimpers, her fingers threading through my hair, tugging just the way I like.

Breaking the kiss, I trail my lips along her jaw, nipping at the sensitive skin. “Do you want me to show you how much I did, princess?”

“Yes. Please, Sebastian.”

I slip my hand between her legs, pushing her panties aside. She’s already wet, her arousal coating my fingers. “This all for me?”

“Always.” Her hips buck against my hand.

I circle her clit with my thumb, reveling in the way she shudders and moans. “That’s my good girl.”

She rests her forehead against mine. “I need you. Now.”

I don’t need to be told twice. I free my cock from my jeans, stroking myself a few times. She watches, her lower lip caught between her teeth.

Fuck. It does so many things to me.

Gripping her hips, I guide her down onto my cock. We both groan as I ever so slowly fill her, stretching her tight heat inch by delicious inch.

“Ride me, princess.” My voice comes out in a husky growl. “Take what you need.”

She starts to move, rising and falling on my cock. I thrust up to meet her, our bodies finding the familiar rhythm, and the car fills with the sounds of our panting breaths and the slap of skin on skin. She feels so fucking good, her walls gripping me.

“Sebastian.” She whimpers. “I’m close.”

“Eyes on me.” I fist a hand in her hair, and her eyes fly open meeting mine. “I want to see you.”

She picks up the pace, riding me faster and harder, her hips grinding against mine.

“Come for me, princess.” I dig my fingers into the flesh of her ass and slam her down onto my cock.

“Sebastian.” She shatters with a cry, her body quivering.

I bury my face in her neck, spilling deep inside her with a guttural groan as she collapses against my chest. Both of us breathe hard, and I wrap my arms around her, holding her close and inhaling her chocolate scent. My princess. Finally, back in my arms.

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