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Wrapping my hand around her, I cup her pussy from behind and find her already wet, my fingers easily slipping between herfolds. She cries out as she bucks her hips, and I’ve barely had time to rub her clit when she stills my hand.

“I’ve been thinking about this since I put on your jersey an hour ago. I don’t need teasing. I’m ready. Fuck me, please.”

Jesus fucking Christ.“Okay.”

I angle her hips until my cock sits at her entrance and then slowly glide myself inside, clenching my teeth as inch by inch she takes me. The second I’m buried, she uses my finger to pleasure herself, and my cock pumps on its own.

“Jesus. You are ready.”

“I told you. Now move.”

“With pleasure.”

As we both rub her clit, I rock into her from behind, my speed increasing as she pushes against me, meeting my fervor. My balls twitch and I almost come without her until her walls tighten and she cries out my name, her hips bucking uncontrollably.

“Yes, Amelia. Come for me.”

“Oh God, Luke.”

I release into her as she screams for me, her body convulsing as she shakes her head. “Slow, slow,” she rushes out and I do as asked, slowing my movements while our bodies jolt against each other.

This is fucking heaven.

I smile while my body relaxes, but the second I’m able to think straight, I panic.

CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE

Amelia

My breathing slows as Luke pulls out of me, and I’m just about to roll over to face him when he sits up suddenly. “Was that bad?”

“What?” I giggle. Is he insane? Since when was he insecure? “I would have thought my screams in the throes of passion answered that question. Was it bad for you?”

“No, Amelia.” He huffs out a laugh. “I meant for your stress levels.”

“Oooh."That makes more sense.“No. That was the opposite of bad. I’m quite relaxed right now. But I appreciate the concern.”

“Good. On both counts.”

He nods but doesn’t move until I start laughing again. “Luke Harrison Bennett, you better get down here and cuddle me or I am going to riot.”

He finally chuckles. “Okay, I’m coming.”

I fight not to say “that’s what she said” as he drops down with a thud, making me bounce, before wrapping me in his arms. Hishand sneaks under my jersey again, but this time to cradle my belly, and my heart races.

Then it hits me. I don’t just love Luke. I’m in love with him. And it’s scary as hell because there’s something about this love that’s different from my love for Preston. Deeper somehow.

I don’t only feel loved, I feel protected. And for me… that’severything.

It’s nice to finally have someone on my side. Someone more than a friend. An equal. Someone I know is going to consider my feelings when they consider their own.

We rest together for a few minutes until I‘m desperate for the bathroom, and when I’m back, I strip off the jersey to change into my comfy pj’s, ready for some much-needed sleep. But as I’m reaching for my top, my phone vibrates across the nightstand and I groan before blindly reaching out to grab it, checking the screen at the last second to find that it’s Luke’s.

Laughing to myself, I move to put it back until an alert pops up on his screen.

Luke Bennett scandal.

Oh God.The fire.

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