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“Travis,” she purrs, then she drags her bottom lip between her teeth and lifts her hips, and I can be patient no longer. We have time later for patience.

I sink in to the hilt in one firm, quick drive, then I close my mouth over the sound that comes from hers so I can swallow it down, and I rock my hips again, pulling out, then slamming back in. She rocks her hips, urging me faster with each lift of her pelvis.

So I give her what she needs, fucking into her hard and fast.

Her fingers dig into my shoulders, my hair, my chest.

Releasing the bullet to the bed, I tighten my hands in her silvery mane, holding her head while I lick into her mouth and swallow every whimper and moan. Mu cock throbs with the need to come, but I hold off.

Ladies first,antiquatedidealsbe damned.

She’s moving wildly, pressing her cunt against my groin, taking me as deep as I can go, searching for the friction she needs to reach that cliff’s edge. I lean back, not breaking the connection, grab the vibrator and turn it on. The buzzing sound fills the room and her pussy clenches around my cock.

“Baby,” I growl as I reach between us and position it against her clit.

She jerks and I smile.

“Right there?”

Her hips grind against me and I don’t even need a verbal response, but then she releases her death grip on my shoulders and reaches above her head, arching her back as she grips the headboard, and I nearly come from the sight of this woman allstretched out beneath me and damn near acrobatic the way she chases her pleasure.

“Fuckingfuck, Paige,” I growl, dipping my head to nibble my way up her chest, then I suck a nipple into my mouth and she cries out, her hips grinding harder, faster. She’s using me at this point, using my cock and the pressure between us to grind her clit against the vibrator, and it’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen. “That’s right baby, take what you need.”

I reach up, stretching over her to drag my teeth along her collar bone, then I close my mouth over her throat and suck. “You’re so fucking hot, Paige.” I lick up her throat to her jaw, then nip at her chin. “I wish you could see yourself.”

She moans, and the sound is so deep, so primal, I can feel it in my cock.

It jerks inside of her and she bares down, her body going rigid as her orgasm slams into her body.

“That’s it, baby,” I murmur against her flushed skin.

Her legs lock around mine and she arches off the bed even higher, shaking as she calls out my name. Her cunt clenches around me and I can’t hold back.

She feels too fucking good.

“Paige,” I growl against her chest, then I’m chasing her over the ledge, every muscle in my body tensed as I unload.

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Paige

A day passes, then two. After a week, I still haven’t heard from Archer, and I begin to believe that maybe,somehow, Cabot’s findings were correct.

Maybe,somehow, Archer Grindley is truly imprisoned and I am safe.

Safe.

I’m still wary of the word, still too afraid to say it out loud.

And I won’t become complacent. Thirty years of habits do not break that easily.

Learning to live in a world where I don’t have to hide will take time.

But I’m not alone. Cabot’s security team has made sure of that. And as overbearing Travis and Cabot are, I’m grateful for the added protection. Wendel and Joey take a minute to get used to, sure, but they really do tend to fade into the background. Aside from having to allow them to check the house before I enter, they’re just sort of … there.

If Archerisin prison, he can’t touch me with these two beasts around, but that does not diminish the reach of a man with that much power—and that much wealth.

I am under no delusions that he has people. Men just like himor worse, who would do anything he asked. Whether to earn his respect or a pile of money.

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