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I back her against the wall, my hands roaming down her body. She moans softly as I grab her hips, pulling her against me. I can feel the heat between us, the fucking chemistry, and it’s like I can’t get close enough.

I pull away for a second, breathing hard, and look at her, the need in my eyes reflected in hers.

“You sure about this?” I growl, the words barely making it past my lips.

She nods, biting her lip, her hands gripping the back of my neck. “I’m sure.”

I don’t need to hear anything else.

I pull her back into me, my lips claiming hers again, but this time, it’s not just a kiss. It’s possession. It’s me marking her, showing her that she belongs to me. She’s mine.

She gasps as I push her shorts down, my hands sliding between her legs. I’m not giving her a chance to change her mind.

And she doesn’t. She meets me every step of the way, letting me take control. Letting me show her that she’s mine.

I move fast, not giving her time to think, and when I push inside her, her breath catches. But she doesn’t pull away. She pulls me closer, like she needs me just as much as I need her.

I kiss her neck, biting gently, marking her like she marked me. This is it. This is the moment I’ve been waiting for.

And I’m not letting go.

“Tell me you want me,” I mutter against her skin, my voice rough with need.

“I want you,” she whispers, and that’s all I need to hear.

I lose control. I give in completely, claiming her, claiming this moment, this space where nothing else matters.

She’s mine. And I’m fucking never letting go.

Chapter 20

I’m walking out the front door, my bag slung over my shoulder, feeling this weird buzz in the pit of my stomach. The kind that means something’s going on, something that makes me smile for no reason at all. I’m happy.

“Hey,” my mom calls from the living room. “What’s got you smiling like that, huh? You got a date coming up?”

I freeze. My mind races for a second. Do I tell her? Do I evenwantto tell her? I’ve been seeing Zane for weeks now, but I’ve never said it out loud. It’s still new, raw, and wild. But she’s my mom. She deserves to know, right?

“No, Mom. Colin and I are over. We’re done.” The words feel heavy but freeing at the same time. It’s weird how easy it is to say now that I’m not tied up in that mess anymore.

Her eyebrows lift in that way that says she’s interested but not pushing. “So, who’s got you smiling like that?”

I can’t stop the smile on my face, not when I think of him. “There’s this new guy. His name’s Zane.”

Her eyes narrow slightly, but there’s no judgment. “Well, I’m free tomorrow night. I’m cooking dinner. You’re welcome to bring him.”

I blink. Did she just invite my new man to dinner without even asking about Colin? Hmm. She’s not usually this casual about stuff.

“Okay. I’ll ask him,” I say quickly.

“Alright. Just let me know.” She goes back to what she was doing, but I’m left standing there, a little off-balance.

I text Zane right away.

Remy: My mom wants to meet you. Dinner tomorrow night?

Your favorite dick: Yeah. I’ll be there.

I can’t stop smiling. He doesn’t even know what he’s walking into, but I’m excited. Nervous, too.

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