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Kitten catches my cock in her hand as I push my body against her, rubbing gently over the satiny skin of the head. I hiss a breath through my teeth at the sensitivity and pull away, kneeling at the side of the desk.

Blake pops up, looking down. “What are you do—?”

She squeals as I latch onto her, sucking and flicking my tongue. I groan, my eyes rolling into the back of my head, at the first direct taste I’ve had of her. My fingers bite into her thighs as I flatten my tongue to lick up the length of her slit. Kitten’s hips jerk, her hands slapping at the desk, when I swipe my tongue up and down over her clit and push a finger into her soaking pussy at the same time.

Her walls flutter like she’s already close to coming. I add another finger, still lapping at her, and twist so that my fingertips curl up into that spot that I know will really make her feel good. Within seconds of stroking, Kitten comes in my mouth with a shout, hips bucking wildly. I lap up everything she has to give me, knowing that my face is covered in her.

Before she’s fully settled, I leap up and push her up further on the desk, climbing on top of it with her. I sink into her, pushing in until we’re connected at the hip, and she arches up with a whimper. Everything in me wants to pound the fuck out of her. I want to go fast, hard, violent.

But I hold myself back.

Bracing myself on either arm next to her head, I move slowly, dipping into her with such reverence that I’m thinking that maybe Kitten is my new idol. I duck my head as I move, capturing her mouth with mine. I feel her tongue lick at my lips and rumble my approval, knowing she’s tasting herself on my mouth.

We move together, the desperation turning to something else; something worshipping and adoring. Her pussy clenches around me, making my balls draw up tightly, and we both gasp. She locks her ankles behind my back, her arms hooking under my own and holding me closer.

The words bubble up behind my lips and I can’t stop myself from letting them out.

“Kitten,” I whisper against her lips. “I cross my heart that you’ll never find a love as true as mine. I swear I love you with every beat of my crazy fucked up heart. No matter if you ever forgive me or not, I will always love you.”

She stills, eyes wide, breathing heavy. I stop moving, bringing one hand up to smooth back the hair from her face. I lean down, pressing my lips against hers in a chaste kiss to seal the vow I just made with help from a few of the country greats.

I start moving again, a little faster than before but no less loving. It might be all in my head, but I think Kitten is holding me tighter than before. Within moments, I’m close. I bring a hand down between us, find her clit as I move.

Her breathy moans morph to a loud wail. “Aiden, Aiden,” she cries, making my cock pulse hard. I feel her squeeze around me like a vice, her orgasm taking off. “Oh, God. I love you too, Aiden. I love you. I love you.”

The way her pussy is milking me, along with those words from her, send me over the edge. I collapse on top of her after I spill inside her, and she grips me tighter, holding me as tight as I’m holding her.

“Say it again?” I ask quietly with my head still tucked into her neck.

She’s quiet long enough that I worry she regrets what she said. But then…

“I love you, Aiden Roulette,” she breathes. “You make me happy.” I lift my head with a grin and she scowls, looking adorable. “Exceptwhen you forget me.”

“Never again, Kitten. Never,” I promise.

Then I kiss the fuck out of the only woman I’ll ever love.

Chapter 21

I give Aiden a soft smile behind Zander’s back the next morning, letting it fall when Zander turns around. I narrow my eyes at both of them, and Aiden silently chuckles.

We disposed of Lauren’s body at a pig farm because Aiden said it was the best way for her to fully disappear. With that gross visual in mind as we drove home, I demanded that Aiden not tell Zander that we had made up. Mostly because I still hadn’t forgivenZanderfor all the shit he had pulled since I came here.

But also, because I wasn’t sure how pleased he would be with Aiden and me, professing our love for one another.

It helped that Zander didn’t seem to care that we’d taken the SUV or where we’d gone. That might have been harder to explain since, as Aiden put it, he’d declined to inform Zander about what he’d done in kidnapping Lauren.

Aiden’s phone chimes and he pulls it out of his pocket, eyes still lingering on me with this radiant sort of happiness. When he finally looks down to look at his phone, his head pops back up with an excited expression.

“Z! Look!” he calls, tossing the phone to Zander.

Zander catches it and reads, then nods with a bit of reluctance. “All right.”

“Kitten, wanna go on a field trip?” Aiden asks, beaming.

I look away, trying to keep from grinning back at him like a lovesick fool. “To where?”

“Don’t worry about it,” Zander snaps, tossing the phone onto the counter. “Go be ready to go in fifteen minutes.”

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