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Dane’s deep voice scratched up his throat, evidence of his desire. “I stroked my hand up and down my length a couple times before bringing the head to her back entrance. I already knew she was going to be tight as fuck. I’d felt that from fingering her ass earlier. Though my body was thrumming to take her fast and hard, I eased in gently, reveling in her soft whimpers as I breached her tiny hole. ‘Goddamn, baby. You feel so good.’ I worked my way in slowly, reaching around and rubbing her clit with the perfect amount of pressure to make her back arch up like a cat.”

“God that feels so good,” I moaned, my fingers clawing at the wrinkled sheet as Dane continued to read.

“Evie’s tightness gripped me, pulling me in as I took her deeper before easing out and back in a few times. The sight of my cock disappearing inside her, stretching her, almost made me come immediately, and I had to bite down on the inside of my cheek to keep myself under control. ‘You are perfect, baby,’ I told her, dipping my middle finger into her cunt before using the wetness on her sensitive clit again.”

I lowered my chest to the bed, opening myself up to him even more as he began to move faster. The sensation of being stretched to my limit while his fingers danced over my clit had my toes curling. “More,” I begged, rocking my hips with Dane’s.

His voice was becoming ragged as the headboard knocked against the wall with forceful thumps. “I couldn’t pull my eyes away from the sight of her ass cheeks vibrating each time my hips slapped against her. ‘Good girl, Evie. You’re such a good fucking girl, taking my cock up your pretty ass.’ Her hair was a mess, and I couldn’t help but bury my hand in the back of it, holding her down as my thrusts became harsher, more relentless. I was barely hanging onto my control, but Evie didn’t seem to mind. She was moaning my name and tightening around me like a vise.”

“Dane, I’m close,” I rasped as his hand followed the path of his words, gripping the back of my hair as he rode me hard and fast.

Then I was pretty sure he abandoned the book reading because he slumped over my back, rutting into me like an animal. “Fuck. So good, Evie. Love you so much.” His mouth moved up and down my neck, sucking and biting as our pace turned frantic.

I unclenched one of my hands from the sheet and reached up and back to tangle in his long hair. “Love you… too,” I managed to say as his fingers moved faster between my legs while his other arm banded around my waist and held my body to his. “I’m coming.”

“Yes. Fuck. Come for me, Wildcat. I’m going to fucking fill this ass up with my cum.”

Burying my face in the mattress, I screamed, the orgasm one of the most intense I’d ever had. Dane bucked against my back, his own roar of pleasure mingling with mine as we found our highs together.

For a long while, we laid like that, his big body covering my small one as we sucked in lungfuls of air. His kisses against my neck turned tender and sweet as he pulled slowly out of me.

“You okay?” he asked, rolling me over and holding himself up on his forearms. Dane’s face was red and sweaty, and his hair was a complete mess, but he’d never looked sexier to me.

“I’m so good,” I told him, smoothing down a large chunk of his hair on the left side. “Never better.”

After a hot bath, Dane and I were back in our bed, facing each other with our limbs tangled together.

“So, you liked the book?” I asked.

He kissed the tip of my nose. “I never knew reading could be that fun. I’m going to get a library card tomorrow.”

I giggled and snuggled into his embrace. Though I still missed my family and friends every day, I felt safe and loved in Dane’s arms, and I was content… body, mind, and soul.

Chapter 37

SIXYEARSINHIDING

“Smells good, babe,” I said, walking up behind Eden and kissing her neck. She no longer flinched when someone approached her from behind, and it had been years since her last nightmare. She was so damn strong, and I loved her more every day.

“Thanks,” she replied, leaning her body weight slightly back against me as she removed chicken breasts from the baking pan. “It’s a pistachio and parmesan crusted chicken. It will be healthier for Charles without flour or breadcrumbs.”

“And what’s this?” I asked, stepping to the side to stir some kind of green sauce she had in a bowl.

“Avocado and lime sauce that I’m going to drizzle over the meat when we get there.”

“Sounds good.” I glanced at the digital clock on the oven. “We should probably get going. Can I help with anything?”

“Just put a lid on that sauce,” she directed, wrapping foil over the platter with the chicken. “I’ll get the roasted cauliflower out of the oven.”

“What do you think they want to talk to us about?”

“Guess we’ll see when we get there.”

“This is delicious, Eden,” Mimsy praised, taking another bite of the juicy chicken. “It was nice of you to cook after working all day. How are things at the Turtle Hospital?”

Eden beamed. “Really good. I’m so happy they took me on full-time after graduation. We had a group of junior high students on a field trip today. They got to watch a rehabilitated turtle get released back into the ocean.”

“Y’all do such good work down there,” Charles said, forking up a bite of cauliflower. He glanced over at his wife, who gave him an encouraging nod. Turning his head to Eden and me across the table, he started, “Mimsy and I wanted to talk to you two about something.”

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