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His brows draw together. “No. I’m not?—”

“We’re putting our pasts behind us one day at a time. Do it.”

He gathers the strands in his hand, holding them loosely as I sink back down, swallowing his cock.

He lets out a low groan, his fingers tightening in my hair. This time, though, it doesn’t scare me.

It makes me feel…powerful. I swallow him all the way down until he hits the back of my throat.

He’s cursing and spitting as I slowly come up, popping off the end before I sink back down.

I work him slowly. I don’t know why, other than slow feels like love. His hips strain off the bed, his hand so tight in my hair, he’s guiding my movements.

Tears start to leak from my eyes, but I keep my movements deliberate, drawing out his pleasure.

His thighs tremble, his fingers so tightly wound in my hair, that I can’t help but heed when he pulls me off his cock. “Chloe.”

I start to protest. I’m finishing this…

But he’s tapping my shoulder. “Bring your pussy up here. I want you on my face.”

What can I say? The man has a way with words. I twist around, laying on top of him so that I can sink my mouth back down his cock even as he smacks my ass and then dives in, licking my already-aching pussy.

A jolt of pleasure courses through me. I forget to take him in as I arch, letting out a cry. He squeezes my ass cheeks together, lapping until I’m panting.

That’s when I sink back down, swallowing him all the way down.

He thrusts up, our bodies moving together as we suck and lap. I’d moan but my mouth is too full. I finally have to break off, letting out a high-pitched cry as I come undone, an orgasm ripping through me.

He gives me a few seconds and then he’s pushing my head back down. “I can’t wait,” he grits out.

Still pulsing from the aftereffects of the orgasm, I slide all the way down his cock, filling my mouth.

He cums with a roar, his hot seed shooting down my throat.

I hold until he’s done, finally pull up and then collapse on top of him.

“Christ,” he groans. He’s limp under me. Have I wrecked him? Good.

Scooting to one side, I right myself so that my head rests on his shoulder, my body pressed to his side. He’s already asleep, but his arm still comes around me, drawing me closer. I fall back to sleep too.

I have no idea what tomorrow will bring. But tonight, I’m safe in his arms.

CHAPTERTWENTY-EIGHT

Killian

I wakewith Chloe’s body snug against mine, soft in sleep. I don’t move because I don’t want to wake her. Last night while she slept, I bought her a license, passport, credit cards, the works, under a new name.

If shit is going sideways, I need to know that she’ll be safe.

Gently, I brush a kiss over her temple, keeping my body relaxed. I know that today is going to be the day that sends us careening into one direction or another.

A future together here in Vegas, or a future for her without me. I just want to delay the start, soak in the feel of her skin, her smell.

I feel my heart beating in my chest. I’m sure it’s been there the whole time, pumping life through my veins, but the sound is new to my ears. Her hand is on my stomach, and I cover it with mine, sliding it up my body until it’s resting over my heart. I need Chloe to know that it beats for her and her alone.

The movement makes her stir and I still again, rewarded when she falls back to sleep.

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