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He dips his head so his mouth connects with mine and whispers, “You’re fucking perfect. I want to hear my name onyour lips when you come this time.” As he pushes into me harder, I moan loudly. “That’s it, baby. Let me hear you.”

Jaxson’s words are as good as his body pressed against mine. He brings his lips to my neck and nips at the skin. I moan again and feel the warmth overtaking me. It starts in my toes and builds up until I’m at the edge of the precipice, waiting for one more thing to push me over the edge.

“Come for me, baby. Scream my name, Edie. Let everyone know you’re mine.”

That’s it. I’m gone.

I shatter into a million pieces as I fall over the edge with his name on my lips.

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JAXSON

I roll over and dispose of the condom in the trash and roll back over so I’m facing Edie. Not a picture, but the real fucking thing. I can’t fight the smile from my lips as she opens her eyes and looks at me. “Are you okay?” I ask her gently and watch as she smiles at me and nods.

“I’m more than okay. I can’t believe we finally did that. God, I’ve missed out.” Her giggle makes my dick stir but there will be none of that when she’s sore.

“I’m all in for making up for lost time. But first let me run you a bath. You’re gonna be achy.” Leaning over, I capture her mouth with mine, breaking away before I take it too far. She grumbles about it, which only makes me chuckle as I head into the bathroom and turn the water on in the tub.

I start to add some bath salts in and jump when I hear her giggle. “Don’t creep up on people. Jeez, woman,” I tell her and clutch at my chest.

“Why do you have lavender smelling bath salts?” Her smile drops a little and I can read exactly what she’s thinking in her expression. She thinks some other girl left them here.

“Stop, Edie. I wasn’t lying when I said there’ve been no other women in my place. I buy these for when my muscles are aching after training and games. Well, my housekeeper buys them for me and leaves them in here when I’m running low. His name is Kyle and he makes the best damn omelettes in the world. He also left the condoms in my drawer for me. He doesn’t, and I quote, ‘Want me to get trapped with a golddigger.’” I grin at her and hold my hand out, breathing a little easier when she smiles and takes hold of it.

“I’m sorry, Jax. This is all new to me.”

I place my finger against her lips to silence her. “No apologies necessary. I haven’t given you a whole lot of reasons to trust me, but that’s changing, Edie. Hawaii.” I reach over and turn the taps off and help her step into my tub, watching as she lowers her body into the water.

She closes her eyes, leans back against the side, and breathes out a contented sigh.

And I watch her as it finally sinks in. She’s here. With me. Really with me.

Moments later, she opens her eyes, her voice playful and flirty, “Aren’t you joining me?”

I grin and dip my head to hers, capturing her mouth with my own. I feel her lips smiling and without taking mine off hers I whisper, “You're not supposed to smile when I’m kissing you, Eddie.” I break apart from her and start to apologise for calling her that but she places her palm over my mouth, silencingmyapologies now.

“You don’t have to apologise. Now that I know why you like calling me that, I like it too. I’m your Eddie.”

I grin against her palm and then lick it, not even trying to stifle my grin when she cries out, “Gross, Jaxson.”

“Oh you won’t think my tongue’s so gross in a minute, Eddie. Trust me.”

I quickly jump into the tub and lift her hips up, parting her thighs with my hands so her pretty pink pussy is just out of the water. Her legs hook over the sides and I place my hands under her ass cheeks to hold her afloat. She giggles as my stubble tickles the inside of her thigh, and as I bring my nose to her mound and inhale, I hear her sharp intake of breath. She smells fucking divine. Like lavender and Edie. I flatten my tongue and take a long swipe up her slit, revelling in the slow moan she lets out as her head rolls back on to the side of the tub.

Yeah, my tongue’s not so gross now is it, I think, as I devour her like she’s my last meal and I’m a starving man.

With our plates from lunch cleared and our bellies full, we sit on the sofa in my spacious front room.

“I thought it would feel weird. Us being like this,” she tells me as I lace our fingers together and she rests her head on my shoulder.

“And does it?” I ask quietly, not wanting her to say yes. I don’t want anything to change her mind about us. I watch as she turns her head and beams a smile at me like no other.

“Nope. It just feels right. It feels like how it should have all along. This is how we were meant to be.”

I press my lips to hers and she sighs against me. “I was scared we’d never be like this. That you’d get tired of waiting for me to get my shit together, to be worthy enough for you. That someone else would swoop in and steal you from me.” She squeezes my hand but waits for me to finish. “It terrified me. I didn’t want to have to watch someone else love you and make you happy knowing it should be me, but I would’ve. Even if it broke my heart, which it definitely would’ve, I still wouldn’t have been ableto walk away from you. Having to share you with someone like Tom, someone who deserves you more, was torture. But for you, Edie, I’d endured everything. There’s no way I could live my life Edie-less.” My voice is low and emotional and I grimace when I say his name.

“About Tom…”

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