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My chest feels tight when I drop her down on the bed and she giggles, something inside me lighting up.

I’ve never had this. I’ve never had someone to come home to.

I have to admit, I’m getting used to it.

I shed my clothes before getting on my knees on the bed, looping her legs over my biceps so I can enter her.

She cries out when I slam into her, but she drags her nails down my shoulders, and I know that she loves it rough.

I’ve wanted her so long that there’s no real finesse, I’m just chasing my orgasm.

She nearly goes limp when she comes again, clenching tightly around me and moaning and whining.

“Look at you. Good girl, taking it so well.”

She gasps out a moan.

“Are you coming again, baby girl?”

“Yes, yes, Damien, don’t stop…” Her voice cracks, and she lets out a long moan and that’s all I can take, I’m slamming into her and coming inside her in just a few thrusts.

She sighs happily, her nails turning from claws to light dragging across my skin.

I hiss when she moves her thumb over one of the scratch marks she left.

She sits up when I pull out and turns me around, gasping.

“I’m like a damn tiger.”

“My dad used to call them wildcats?”

She frowns. “Callwhowildcats?”

My cheeks burn.

My father wasn’t the world’s most upstanding man. “Uh, I don’t know. Just... women who were good in bed.”

Olivia grins. “You think I’m good in bed?”

“Maybe the best.” It’s the truth, and I’m too fucked out not to admit it.

I slump down on the bed, putting a forearm behind my head.

She wiggles up next to me, putting her head on my chest, the slight swell of her belly poking my side.

I put an arm around her, lighting my fingers on her hip, and it’s comfortable, maybe the most comfortable I’ve ever been with a woman.

That should scare the shit out of me. So much of this should, but all I can do is chase how I feel when I’m with her.

She lights up the sky for me. That’s all there is to it.

“It’s time to go back to work, Mr. Blackwood.”

I nod, standing up and finding my clothes. “I’ll go first.”

I wink at her when I catch her watching, and she blushes.

I love making her blush.