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"LJ . . ."

"I’m not done with you yet. I want your taste on my tongue."

I know she’s not fully recovered yet—and we can’t go all the way—but God help me, I’ll give her as much pleasure as her body can take.

Her skin is wet, soaking the sheets—but I don’t care. I don’t want her sleeping here anymore. Her place is with me—in my bed.

For a month, I played the gentleman. I didn’t push. I waited for a sign—and tonight, during dinner, I got it.

Every night, when I got home from the hospital, I’d pause at her door—listening for any sound, aching to go in and hold her while she slept.

That’s how obsessed I am with Alexis. I would’ve settled for just holding her.

But now . . . I need more.

I gently part her legs. I should take off my boxers—I’m making a mess on the floor—but I don’t trust myself to be naked around her. Besides, this isn’t about me. It’s all for her.

I drop to my knees and pull her to the edge of the bed.

Spreading her open, I latch onto her clit.

The first flick of my tongue against her nerve bundle makes her body quake—and my control teeters dangerously.

She’s dripping onto my mouth, and I want more—so I replace my mouth on her clit with my thumb because I need to be inside her somehow.

I thrust my tongue deep into her tight, pulsing core—fucking her with it, drinking her in, addicted to her taste.

She whimpers—and I devour her.

Her pussy lips are swollen from how hard I’ve been sucking her. I feast on her like she’s my last meal.

I trap her clit between my teeth, and she moans loudly, spreading her legs even more without needing to be told.

I grip her hips and suck her hard—and she comes beautifully, spilling into my mouth.

I swallow every drop. And even though I’m desperate to give her another orgasm, I know we have to stop.

Alexis lies still, her eyes closed.

I stretch out beside her. "Let me prove to you that you’re mine."

"A few minutes ago, you didn’t seem to have any doubts about that."

"I don’t. But you do. Be mine. Come back to me."

"And will you be mine?"

"Didn’t you hear me when I said I never left that house, or that weekend, Alexis? There’s no one else I want. It’s only you. It’ll always be you.”

Alexis

CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO

I should protestas he carries me into the room he’s been staying in, after wrapping my body in a plush towel. But why would I, when I’m exactly where I want to be?

Besides, I can’t stop thinking about what he said:

"Didn’t you hear me when I said I never left that house, or that weekend, Alexis?

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