Page 78 of Steal

He breaks the hard kiss, looks into my eyes, and demands, “One chance,” as his eyes race between mine. “Give me one more chance to prove myself, to prove to you that you and our daughter come first, and if I fuck up, I’ll buy you a fucking house myself.” He kisses me gently. “Just one chance, Trouble, please.You stayed celibate for a reason, just like me, please…I need you.”

My eyes tear up as the big bad president begs for a chance, and I don’t have it in me to say no because Shotgun is right.

Walking away is not putting myself first, instead, it’s tearing us both to shreds.

I give him a single nod, and his body deflates against me as his lips touch mine.

I whisper, “I swear, Colt, you better not hurt me again.”

He murmurs, “Never, Trouble. I love you….”

My tears fall as I admit, “I love you, too,” and he kisses me hard, his tongue wrapping around mine, and I moan, squeezing my legs around his waist before he pushes off the door with me in his arms.

Colt breaks the kiss and throws me on the bed, making me gasp and giggle, and he grins wide before pouncing on me, lifting the maxi skirt I’m wearing and gripping my panties.

I gasp. “Colt, they were my favorite pair.”

He grins and promises, “I’ll buy you ten more,” before he kisses me again, tilting my head to deepen the kiss as his tongue enters my mouth.

I feel him move between us before the tip of his member is at my entrance, and he thrusts hard. I break the kiss, gasping at how full I feel as his face nuzzles my neck.

He licks and sucks on my skin before rasping, “I’ll take it slowly later, but right now, I can’t hold back.” He pulls out then thrusts hard and fast, hitting the magic spot deep inside me.

I grip his hair, and he looks at me as we make eye contact—and that does it! My belly tightens as he places his forehead against mine grunting, “Come for me, Trouble….”

And I do. The corner of my eyes darken as my body tenses up, before wetness spreads between us. He groans, dropping his lips against mine as he stills, coming inside me.

Colt kisses me gently as he moves his hands up my body, gripping my tank top and lifting it. He breaks the kiss as he takes it off me. We lock eyes as my hands go to his cut, and I push it down his arms.

“I hope you're not tired, Trouble, because we both know our daughter is safe, and I’m about to spend the whole night showing you how much I’ve missed you,” he says as I place the cut beside us and remove his t-shirt.

“I missed you, too,” I admit as I throw his shirt, and grab his hand and kiss the tattoo on his ring finger. His eyes soften as he leans down and kisses me with such passion that I feel it deep in my bones.

He starts moving his hips again, making love to me and doing as he promised; showed me exactly how much he missed me until we both pass out at three in the morning, only to be woken up by our girl five hours later.

I know we have a lot of trust issues. I know he hurt me, but I know giving him a chance is something I’ll regret if I don’t.

I hope I’m not making a mistake….

Epilogue

Steal – Two Months Later

I breathe deep as sleep evades me. I slowly blink, only to see dark red hair from where my face is pressed into the back of my woman’s head.

I smile sleepily and tighten my hold on her waist.

The past two months haven’t been easy, to say the least, and the groveling and putting her first haven’t stopped—they never will, as far as I’m concerned.

I still do everything I can for my club, including tracking Axe with Piston, and trying to find Aurora and Hannah. However, Cassidy and Moira have been my priorities.

If there’s a club party, I’m not there unless Cass is with me, and at church, she’s in the common room unless she’s working. Then Moira is with Perrie or Natalie until I’m finished, and then I only stay if Moira is happy to spend time with her uncles, which normally she is.

Every day, I’m present for my girls, and every day, Cassy has tried to put her trust back in me. She’s even stopped pranking me.

I sit up and take a look at the clock on the nightstand, and smile when I see it’s early, so early Moira won’t be awake for another hour and a half.

I love that little girl more than life itself, but she likes to occupy her momma’s time, and I don’t blame her. Cass works her ass off at the hospital, and Moira is used to having her momma to herself after she finishes, but moments like these, early in the morning or late at night, they’re mine, and I never take them for granted like I had before she left.

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