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My hips start moving, and before I can help myself, I lean up and touch my lips to his. He kisses me back, his hands finding my ass and gripping it, but he doesn’t take control. My handsroam his sides until they reach his face. I cup his cheeks as I whisper, “Fuck me.”

That’s all the invitation he needs before he flips me on my back, throws the blanket off of us, and tears at my panties. He crawls backward, and his head goes straight between my legs. He kisses his way to where I want him and starts sucking and licking. I moan, trying to keep it down so Bentley doesn’t wake up, but it’s hard when Dutton is eating me out like I’m his favorite meal that he can’t get enough of.

Just before I come, my core vibrates with need, but he stops and pulls away. He’s now on his knees, pulling his cock out of his boxers and looking down at my spread legs, and he starts stroking himself.

“Dutton.”

“Yes?” he says with a slight smirk. I sit up and grab him, and he laughs as he falls back to the bed with me. “Needy, aren’t we?”

I lift my hips, and he slides straight into me. I groan when he’s fully seated and try not to scream when he starts moving quickly. I can feel him everywhere.

And then he slows down, his steady thrusts making me claw at his back. He leans down, never breaking the rhythm, and kisses me.

My tongue slides against his at the same time he thrusts his cock all the way in, making me gasp.

“I think I’m falling in love with you,” he admits quietly, just as my legs start to shake and my head goes fuzzy. “Posie. Fuck,” he pants, and I know he can feel it too. Not just the way we are but so much more.

And now he loves me.

I’m afraid of what falling for this man will do to me. I barely survived the last man who told me he loved me, and he didn’t have a hold of me as much as this man does.

I think I’m fucked.

And now I’m falling for a killer.

At least he’s hot, I guess.

Knowing that resistance is futile, I cup his jaw as I whisper, “I think I’m falling in love with you, too.”

CHAPTER 46

Dutton

Idress and quietly sneak out of her room early. As I brew a cup of coffee, I check my messages. I see Will sent Bobbi’s location, and I immediately shared it with the others. Will can find anyone, so thank fuck he’s on our side. His services don’t come cheap, though, but I would pay him whatever it took to find where that asshole is staying.

“You’re here again,” Bentley says sleepily as he enters the kitchen, rubbing his eyes.

“I am.”

“Can you make me breakfast?” he asks. I look around, not sure what he eats.

“Cereal?” I say, and he scrunches up his nose at me.

“Mom makes me avocado on toast. She says cereal is full of preeeservatiiiives.” He draws out the last word but says it as if he’s heard it a million times.

“How about McDonald’s?” I ask. His eyes go wide, and then he runs to the door. “Let me tell your mother first. Don’t open that door.” He nods and hops from foot to foot as he waits.

I enter Posie’s room to find her cuddled up in the blankets. Leaning down and kissing her cheek, I whisper, “I’m taking your son to get breakfast. Do you want coffee?” She nods and turnsover to her other side. Bentley hasn’t moved from where I left him when I walk back out to the entryway. I ruffle his hair as I tell him what a good job he did at listening before we head out to get some food.

The only reason I’m okay with leaving Posie alone in the house is because Ford is sitting outside in his car. He and Hawke have been taking shifts watching over the place, and I’m grateful to Eli for extending the protection.

Today’s the day we’re going to lure Bobbi out of hiding.

Bentley tells me all about his school on the ride, and I never once thought I would enjoy listening to a kid tell me about his day.

Yet, here I am.

When we return, I see Posie standing on the front porch in a nightgown, wiping her eyes. After I unbuckle Bentley, he jumps out of the car and runs over to her to tell her what we got. She scoops him up and hugs him hard. When she looks at me, she smiles softly.

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