Page 97 of My Ex's Brothers

“I can do it, I just…needed you to know I wasn’t trying to trap you or?—”

He turns me around, forcing me to look at him. “I would never think you’re trying to trap me,” he says. “Amelia, I’m not going to stand here and tell you I regret what we did, because you know I don’t. And I don’t think you do either.”

The look on his face is one I know well. Hope.

“Dane…”

“So I’m going to say this once, and that’s going to be it, okay?”

I tense. “Okay…”

“I want whatyouwant, Amelia. I’m here to supportyou.” He leans forward, the water clinging to his eyelashes, his dark hair. He gazes down at me. “If you don’t want to have sex, we won’t. If you want to wait until you’re back on the pill, that’s fine. I can wait. But if it would happen…” His gaze is steady, warm. “I promise, Amelia, I would not desert you.” He kisses my cheek softly, his lips just below my ear. The touch sends a shiver down my spine.

“Or our baby.”

His words settle on me like a warm blanket, and I feel them in my soul.

I know he wouldn’t. I know Dane would do everything he could to make me feel safe. Loved. And maybe that’s why I break.

Because knowing Dane has my back, no matter what happens, trulyknowingthat…

How could I resist a man who bares his soul like that? Who wants to put me first like that?

“Okay,” I say, my voice clear and steady.

“Okay?” I nod. He gives me a smile. “You’re driving the puck on this one, Amelia. But I promise I’ll help you hit the goal, no matter what it is, okay?”

I pull him to my lips, kissing him with a softness that soon transforms into something so much more.

Dane kisses me withpassion.It’s deep, unsettling as it is exciting and overwhelming.

He kisses me like I am the air he breathes, and I’m not sure any woman could resist that.

My hands trail over his skin, feeling every muscle and every dip and curve. I commit the labyrinth of his body to memory. It’s a maze I don’t think I’ll tire of. When my hands find his cock, he breaks away with a grin.

“You said I’m driving, right?” I ask, slipping my thumb over his slit.

He nods, fire in his eyes. “Whatever you want, Amelia. I’m yours.” His words are solid, unwavering. “Take whatever you want.” His lips find mine and that passion ignites me. “Whenever you want. I won’t stop you.”

He wraps the ends of my hair around his wrists and pulls. It hurts, but not in a bad way. It forces me to look up. Directly into his deep, dark eyes.

And suddenly all the apprehension I held before disappears. Because when I look at Dane Rose, I can’t help but feel like to him, I am his world.

How could a woman resist that?

I slowly build my rhythm, holding his gaze with mine. I don’t miss the shudder in his body, the heat in his eyes, or the shaky moan that escapes him.

And I realize he is completely at my mercy. It’s strange, because I’ve never really thought of myself a dominant person. I’ve never felt like the kind of woman who takes charge in the bedroom. Who asks for things. Who takes things.

But seeing Dane shudder, seeing his obvious desire for me and knowing how badly he wants topleaseme, it’s…

Well, it’s something, that’s for sure.

So I don’t think too much about what it is I want. I just let go, like Richie told me to.

I embrace what I want, and I want Dane. I want to watch him come undone. I fall to my knees easily, the water rushing around us. Dane looks down at me, his eyes heavy-lidded, mouth parted, chest heaving. His cock twitches in my hand, heavy and thick. I gaze up at him wordlessly before stroking him again, tearing my gaze away to appreciate the sight of him.

I swallow my nerves, hoping to God I don’t embarrass myself. I’ve never gone down on a guy this big before and I am a little nervous, but…

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