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She impales herself on me.

“Holy shit.” I clench my ass cheeks to stop myself from coming. “Fuck. I fucking love you.”

She freezes. “What?”

Crap. I did not just confess my love to her while we were having sex. I’m such an idiot. I do the only thing I can do. I lie.

“Nothing,” I say before I jackknife up to take her breast in my mouth.

“D-d-don’t distract me.”

I bite her nipple. “Oh, is this distracting?”

She moans as she tightens her inner walls around me and lifts up before slamming back down. Her fingernails dig into my chest as she moves over me. “I’ll show you distracting.”

“Gladly,” I mutter against her breast.

While I show her breast attention from my mouth, I dig my fingernails into her hips and help her lower herself up and down on me. When I feel her tighten around me, I begin thrusting up into her until she drags her fingernails down my chest. I’m going to have scratch marks tomorrow and I don’t give the first shit.

I release her breast to gaze up at her. Her back is arched and her eyes are closed. Her mouth drops open and she whispers my name. “Miller.”

My balls tighten at the sound of my name on her lips.

“Look at me, darling.”

She drags her eyes open and smiles down at me. I don’t need anything more. The face of the woman I love experiencing ecstasy is enough. My climax explodes through me.

“Eden,” I shout her name as I shoot warmth into her.

“Miller.”

Thank fuck. She’s right there with me.

She bounces on me as she rides out her orgasm before collapsing on my chest. She inhales several breaths before lifting her head and pushing her hair out of her face.

“Now, what’s this about loving me?”

This woman is going to keep me on my toes for the rest of my life. I can’t wait.

Chapter 29

I will always cherish my initial misconceptions of you ~ Text from Eden to Miller

“Hi!” I wave to everyone when I enterFall Into A Good Book, Aspen’s bookstore in Winter Falls, for our monthly smutty book club meeting.

“You owe me twenty bucks!” Feather exclaims.

“Me?” I point to myself. “What for?”

“Not you. Sage.”

“She looked too drunk for sex,” Sage mutters as she digs in her purse for her wallet.

“You are never too drunk for sex,” Ashlyn says.

“Right on,” Moon agrees and they high-five.

I’d say they look silly high-fiving each other but I kind of want to high-five the world myself. Miller loves me. He said it first. Eek! The grump of Winter Falls said he loves me.

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