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“Really?” I breathe, wrapping my hand around the nape of his neck and pulling him closer.

“Really.” The hand on my hip tightens. “I want whatever you’ll give me, as long as it’s just the two of us.”

“I don’t want anyone else. And I hate the thought of you with anyone other than me,” I admit. In a lighter tone, I add, “It makes me feelweird.”

He chuckles quietly and I can feel his warm breath against my lips. “We’re in agreement on that then.”

After a second, my playful smile disappears, and the intensity of the moment takes over again. “I think you’re the best thing to ever happen to me,” I whisper.

He shakes his head and one of his hands slides up my spine until he’s cradling the back of my head. “That’s what I’ve been thinking about you for weeks now…” He breathes a little harder and I can tell that the next words out of his mouth are about to change everything between us.

“Say it,” I urge when he’s quiet for a few seconds too long.

He places a light kiss on my lips before saying the most beautiful words I’ve ever heard. “I love you, Blake. I’ve been in love with you for weeks now. Maybe even months, truthfully. I thought love at first sight was a stupid, made up concept but I don’t know how else to explain it.”

“Adrian,” I cut him off. “I love you. It’s like a part of me even knew that night—I never forgot you either.” He’s always known that I remembered him just as well as he did me—and Margo accidentally confirmed that—but it’s the first time I’m admitting it to him.

“And now you’re here, and hopefully mine.”

Pushing back to squint at him, I only partly joke, “I can’t believe you’d still want me after everything I’ve put you through—emotionally and professionally.”

“I’m going to tell you this for the last time, baby,” he says as he flips us onto my back, and settles between my legs. “You didn’t make me do anything. We made choices, together—as partners. They weren’t the greatest choices, I’ll admit.” That signature charming grin tugs on his lips. “But they wereours. You’re not carrying that guilt alone.”

Chapter Forty-Six

Blake

Thesoundthatclawsout of his throat is deep, primal, and masculine. His forearms are resting next to my head and his hands tangle into my hair, laying more of his weight on me.

With the new position, he has full control of the moment. And there’s not a single ounce of worry as he moves his hard length against my center, both of us covered. Still, the sensation is everything.

Pushing back until he’s holding himself above me and looking down at where we aren’t quite connected, he pumps his hips again. This time, he slides against my clit a little harder, causing me to claw at his shoulders and cry out.

“Fuck, that’s it,” he groans, watching the way our bodies move together. I try to look down too, but he changes speed and it’s too much.

Yet somehow.Not.Enough.

“Adrian, God, please,” I whine and slide my hands under his boxer-briefs. Grabbing onto his tight ass, I have more control to grind our pelvises at a faster, harder pace.

“Please what?” He drops down until his lips are an inch from mine and stops his movement all together. “I told you before—tell me what you need and I’ll make it happen, pretty girl.”

Trying to buck my hips against him, I can’t find the friction I desperately need.

“You. I just need you…” whispering, I add, “inside me. Deep inside me.”

“That’s all I want,” he breathes and kisses down my neck. “I’ve spent a lot of lonely nights thinking about that actually.”

My nails scratch down the back of his head. “Me too.”

His head pops up and the shocked expression is almost comical. It’s usually me who is left speechless. “Don’t lie to me about that.”

Quietly laughing, I shake my head. “I’m not. I’ve had your fingers and mouth… of course I’ve thought about it.”

“Fuck,” he groans and pumps his hips a little faster. Moaning, I grab onto him and move my body with his. It’s been a long time since I’ve done anything with someone else, but I don’t remember dry humping ever being this erotic.

His head starts to move down south, and I quickly stop him, shaking my head frantically.

I’ve had that. It’s not what I need now.

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