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Completely.

That is exactly who I am. It’s all I’ve ever been. Lifting my arms, I cup his cheeks as I melt into him. His kiss consumes me. Slowly, he breaks the kiss, his teeth nipping my bottom lip.

“I’m going to fuck you in this dress, in this church, baby.”

“Please,” I rasp.

I want him to defile every part of me in this church. I don’t care how wrong it is. He’s here with me. He’s got his arms around me, his mouth touching mine, his voice raspy and sexy. His hands release my dress before he grips the fabric at my thighs.

Slowly, he grasps the beaded lace material as he gently glides it up my body. “This dress is ugly as fuck,” he rasps against my mouth.

“I hate it,” I state. “It’s ugly as shit.”

He chuckles, touching his mouth to mine again. “Yeah, it is, but I’m going to fuck you in it anyway. Who do you belong to?” he asks.

“You, Merrick. I am yours.”

“Damn right you are.”

Chapter Nineteen

COLETTE

I wishI could pinch myself right now. I’m not sure if this is even real—Merrick’s mouth on mine. I have a million questions to ask him, but I’m afraid that he’ll stop kissing me, stop touching me if I ask them. So I stay quiet as his lips drag from mine, across my jaw, and then down my neck before I feel him suck on the hollow of my throat.

He spins me around, and I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My lips are a little swollen, my lipstick is smeared, and my cheeks are bright pink. God, this man makes me feel absolutely gorgeous.

He doesn’t even have to say a single word to me.

All he has to do is look at me, and I feel so stunning, just for the simple fact that his gaze is on me and not anyone else. His lips touch my shoulder. His eyes focus on mine in the reflection of the mirror before he lifts his mouth to the shell of my ear.

“Hands on the glass,” he demands in a whisper that floats around me like a promise.

A promise of everything good that is about to come to me. Everything beautiful. Everything I thought would never happen again. Just… everything. I place my palms on the mirror, feeling the cool surface against my skin.

My eyes focus on Merrick behind me in the reflection. I watch as he lifts my dress up to my waist, and then I feel his fingers hook in my barely there panties as he snaps the strings that hold the fabric together.

My panties fall to the floor, but before I can really process what’s just happened, he slips two fingers between my thighs. I feel them glide through my folds. My eyelids flutter closed as I let out a sigh of relief.

Not just physical relief, because my pussy is aching for his touch, but emotional as well. I want, no, Ineedhis touch. I need to know that I’m alive, that just for a few more moments, I’m free.

His lips touch just behind the lobe of my ear as his two fingers continue to slide inside of me, curling. His tongue tastes me from my earlobe to my shoulder. Sucking, licking, nipping at my flesh. It’s sexy as hell.

Goose bumps rise on every inch of my body. Lifting my head, I open my eyes slightly as I look straight ahead through my lashes. Merrick’s gaze focuses on mine, holding mine, as his fingers move inside of me.

Wordlessly, I watch him watching me. He is mesmerizing in so many different ways, but this is by far my favorite way to be hypnotized by Merrick. I feel his palm against my clit as he continues to move his fingers inside of me. My breath hitches as I climb higher and higher toward my release.

I don’t want to come yet, though.

I want this to last a whole lifetime.

He slides his mouth up the side of my neck. Then I feel his lips at the shell of my ear again before he whispers.

“Come for me, Colette. I want to watch you.”

He doesn’t have to tell me to come. I’m right there, ready to fall over the edge with just a little more pressure against my clit. And as if he knows just what I need, he gives it to me. My back bows, my knees threaten to buckle, and I come.

It’s hard and fast, almost too much for me to handle as I whimper and try not to scream with my orgasm. My chest rises and falls rapidly as I try to control myself. It’s increasingly difficult to do since he slips his fingers from inside of me but then swirls them around my clit, continuing to send shockwaves throughout my entire body.

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