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I move up, straddling his waist. “I told you, I have a long list.”

Chapter Twenty-nine

Blue

I can’t get overher proud, beaming smile.

She certainly is exploring new frontiers for both of us. I’ve never trusted a woman, hell, not even a doctor, to do what she did.

But because it was her, it heightened the intensity. My nuts still ache with how hard I came.

Pulling her to me, she molds against my body, skin to skin. Only the tiny strip of pink panties between us.

Her cheeks are still flushed while she traces imaginary lines across my chest.

“How much of a rebel do you want to be?” I meet the ends of her fingers with mine.

She raises onto her elbow, her hair tickling my bicep. “About what?” Then she leans to flick my nipple with the very tip of her tongue.

“When your dad gets out of the hospital, did you want to stay here…all of the time? Make this your home?” My heart races as I stumble into more unknown territory.

Her lower lip catches between her teeth with her sharp inhale. “Careful, Blue. It’s almost as if you’re starting to like me.”

Laughing, I roll over onto her, my hips finding their place between her thighs and I stretch her arms over her head, pinning her beneath me.

“You had me falling for you since you ran that asshole off with a pistol. The trust only exists because I wasn’t sure if you’d marry me this soon.” Shit. I said too much.

Her mouth drops into a perfect “O”, only marred by the trembling of her chin.

No, I haven’t said enough.

“I fucking love you, Libby. I want to keep you. There. It’s out there.” A weight lifts from my shoulders.

Now she knows. It’s hers to decide what she wants to do with it.

“Is this because I stuck a finger up your butt?” Her giggle shakes us both. “Because if that’s all it took to finally get you to tell me, I should have done that a long time ago.”

With a growl, I ravage her mouth with mine. “Tit for tat, baby. I’m gonna claim all three holes as mine today.” Hooking my finger around the crotch of her panties, I poise on the edge of entering her. “Tampon or pad?” I grunt, my cock already stiff in anticipation.

“Pad,” she whispers. “But the—”

Driving into her arches her neck and pushes a moan from the sweet hollows of her throat.

“I don’t care about the mess. I’ll take you clean or dirty.” And knowing I can come unsheathed in the depths of her tight pussy makes my nuts ache with the edge of release already.

A smile lightens the corner of her panting lips. “That sounds a lot like ‘through sickness and health’.”

“Damn straight,” I grunt, pulling back until the engorged head of my dick sits just inside her. “I know that when I’m old and on my deathbed, I won’t regret a second that I get to spend with you.”

Tears sneak from her eyes and she wraps her arms around my neck, pulling me closer. “I love you too.”

She opens to me, letting me taste her as she tips into a shuddering climax. Her inner walls clench, stripping me of the last of my reserves until I lose any semblance of control.

Our bodies jerk and twitch riding the aftershocks, melded with the intensity of our passion.

I don’t want this moment to end. Every time I’m with her, I wish the earth would freeze in its rotation, pausing us to just exist in our own little bubble.

As our breathing levels, her fingers stroke through the short hairs on the back of my head. “I don’t know if I can right away,” she says quietly. “My dad will need someone to take care of him for a while, and Devon can’t.”

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