Page 113 of Concealed

I snake a hand between us and cup his balls, rubbing them while he thrusts, and his words are lost on a rumbling groan deep in his throat.

“You win, babe, you win.”

His hands fall to the small of my back and grip my hips hard while he pushes the rest of the way inside me. He isn’t gentle – at this point, I doubt he could be, and I don’t want to be treated like I’m breakable anyway.

No matter what happened to me in the past, no matter what Matt just tried to do to me, Wyatt has always treated me like Rebecca and not like a victim.

And that’s one of the reasons I love him so damn much.

He’s already fucking me hard enough to break me in two, but I keep spurring him on, moaning his name and pleading with him to go harder and faster.

And he does, meeting my cries with impossibly hard drives of his hips, the pad of his thumb locked on my clit and working me into an even deeper frenzy.

“Close,” he manages, through clenched teeth. “Feels too fucking good to be bare inside you. Come for me, babe, please.”

He slides one of his hands up to knead my breasts through my shirt, his thumb teasing my nipple through the thin material of my bra.

Combined with his relentless thrusts and perfect rhythm on my most sensitive places, I lose it, the heat in my core spreading throughout my entire body as I let out a strangled scream.

“Ah, fuck yes,” he groans.

Seconds later, his cock twitches inside me as he releases, and I’ve never had a sexier or more intimate experience.

“You’re the first guy who has ever come inside me without a condom,” I confess into his chest.

He bites my shoulder and then meets my eyes, his gaze hot and loaded. “Yeah?”

I kiss his throat. “Yeah.”

“I’ll be the last one, too.”

Now that is something I really like the sound of. There’s nothing I want more than to find out where my life with this man will take me.

Wyatt Harrison is exactly who I didn’t realize I was waiting for.

We stay melded together for so long that I lose track of time, his cock between my legs and his forehead resting against mine.

“So, babe, how about that sandwich?”

A giggle explodes from my lips, and I can’t stop the very ungraceful snort from escaping. “You’re a mood killer.”

“I promise that I’ll fuck you even better later.”

“Three more times and you have a deal.”

“Now that’s a deal I can’t resist. Hey, Rebecca?”

“Mmm-hmm?” I’m tracing circles on his back, and my movements freeze at his next words.

“You know I’m in love with you, right?”

“I’m in love with you right back,” I assure him.

He cups my ass and lifts me off the counter, setting me on my feet and kissing the top of my head. “I’m so glad you crashed into my life like a beautiful train wreck.” There’s a wry grin on his lips, and I kiss the smirk away.

“Me, too. And I’m proud of myself for saving my white knight, and helping him to take down the ogre.”

“You’ve saved me in a lot of ways, babe.”

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