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He hurried back to her, already rolling the condom on his cock.

She reached for him.

He climbed over her. “I love you, Roselia.”

“I love you, too, Stefano, but I’ll love you more when you stop stalling and slide into me.” She spread her legs wider and arched her hips off the bed.

Fuck, but she was sexy. He could look at her all night. But she was also needy, and he would never deny her, so he climbed up her body, dropped onto his knees, and watched her expression as he thrust into her tight body.

Her head tipped back, and all the air left her lungs. She’d never been so beautiful. He would remember this moment for the rest of his life.

She’s mine. She wants me, and she’s mine.

Chapter Twenty-Two

A year later…

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“We’re late, sweetheart,” Stefano called from the front door.

“Coming!” his gorgeous wife shouted from upstairs. “Two seconds.”

He chuckled. Her idea of two seconds was very warped. He’d learned that over the past months. He didn’t care, though. He didn’t care if he was late to his own funeral. She could take all the time she wanted. It was impossible not to indulge her.

She was pretty good about getting to class on time, but mostly because he drove her there. So, he’d learned to give her a fifteen-minute warning, a ten-minute warning, and then a five-minute warning. He did all that without telling her that he’d padded it. Somehow, she hadn’t noticed.

Stefano had purchased her a car, but so far, she hadn’t driven anywhere alone. He didn’t like the idea of her out in the world alone. He was overprotective and unapologetic about it.

She didn’t seem to mind. He was pretty sure she wasn’t interested in being alone anyway. She teased him about it, but if he tossed her the keys and told her to have a great day, she would probably panic and come up with any excuse to have him drive her.

All of the men in their friend crew were the same. Once your woman had been kidnapped and sold into slavery, you tended to spend the rest of your life being overprotective.

“Do I look okay?” she asked as she flew down the stairs wearing a soft gray cotton dress, black tights, and black flats. He knew she had on sexy, lacy black lingerie underneath the dress because he’d seen it on her in the bathroom earlier.

She’d cut several inches off her hair. It was full and healthy and bounced around her in waves. He loved it, but mostly, he loved pleasing her. He pulled her into his arms. “You look good enough to eat, sweetheart. Grab your coat. It’s cold out.”

She rushed to the coat closet and snagged the wool jacket he’d bought her a few weeks ago. It was stylish, but she didn’t care much about style.

When she returned to him, she grabbed the lapels of his suit coat, lifted onto her toes, and kissed him. “I love you.”

“I love you, too, sweetheart.”

She told him she loved him about ten times a day, but it never got old.

He opened the door to let them out, closed and locked it before leading her to the already-warming SUV. As soon as she was settled, he rounded it to get into the driver’s seat.

She giggled as she rubbed her hands together against the cold. “I bet this is the first baby shower that’s ever been held at a BDSM club.”

He chuckled. “Maybe. But it’s appropriate.” The club had become a place where all of them gathered together a few times a month. Though some of them were more involved in the kink community than others and went to the club when it was open, the rest of them only went when it wasn’t open to the rest of the members.

Robert and Ella were amazing hosts who gladly unlocked the doors for this motley crew of close friends who’d grown to be more of a giant family. There were almost twenty of them, and surprisingly, most of them managed to come every time they united. Getting together was a priority above any other obligations.

In addition to the thirteen of them, comprised of the six women who’d been rescued and seven men they were in love with, their posse included Robert and Ella, Boyd and his wife Macy, and Diane and her submissive, Andrew. Diane hadn’t introduced Andrew to the group until things had settled down, but they all loved him and welcomed him into the fray.

“Can you believe Summer is having a baby?” Roselia asked as she rubbed her hands together to keep warm.

“Yes. Surely, you’re not shocked. I’m surprised it took them as long as it did to get pregnant. I don’t think the three of them were trying very hard to avoid it.” He glanced at her.

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