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She smiles at me then, free and gentle, and I know I’m going to remember the way I feel right now for the rest of my life.

Rosie wraps her fist around my cock, guiding it between her thighs. Despite all her confidence in this bedroom tonight, I feel the slight quiver in her touch. I take her hand off me, instead holding it in mine.

“Hey,” I murmur, smoothing her hair off her face. “It’s okay to be nervous. I am too.”

“It’s been a long time,” she admits on a whisper.

“For me too. But I’m glad for that. It means I waited for something special. You’re my something special, Rosie.”

She tips her chin, running the tip of her nose against mine before kissing me. “I’m ready.”

I grip my cock, pressing it against her. My chest tightens and my heartbeat leaps to my throat as Rosie holds my gaze, and slowly,so slowly, I sink inside her. Her mouth opens on a gasp, fingernails scoring my shoulders as she tenses below me.

“I’m sorry,” I whisper against her neck, holding myself still. My body trembles with the desire to plunge forward, to feel every inch of her squeezed so tight around me.

“I don’t want this to go to your head, but it feels like I’m being politely split in half.”

I chuckle. “As long as I’m doing it politely.”

She lifts her hips, urging me deeper. I squeeze my eyes shut to the overwhelming euphoria as she takes me to the hilt, pausing there to adjust.

“Christ, Rosie.” I drop my forehead to her shoulder, struggling to hold onto my sanity. “You’re so fucking tight.” Slowly, I rock my hips against hers. “Is that okay?”

“Yes,” she moans, matching each rock with one of her own. “Please, more.”

I give her more, pulling out before I sink back inside, inch by aching inch, careful not to push her. She takes it all, opening her legs wider, lifting her hips higher, and I grip her chin as I drive a little deeper, a little faster.

“Such a beautiful girl, taking all of me. You’re doing so good.”

Hazy eyes roll down to mine, pink tongue swiping across her swollen lips. She tosses one arm around my neck, pulling me closer, the other strewn haphazardly above her head as she meets every one of my thrusts. “So good,” she mumbles. “So perfect. Don’t stop, Adam. Please.”

I don’t think I could stop if I wanted to, but if she asked me to, I’d find a way. I’d give her anything, whatever she wants, because as she stares up at me like I’m the sun in her sky, I realize she’s mine. She’s everything bright and good in my world, and in this moment, I’m so fucking thankful. Thankful for an ex that treated me wrong, because she showed me what I deserved. Thankful for dates that went to shit, because they showed me what I wanted. Thankful for every single thing that hasn’t worked out the way I wished it did at the time, because all of it—all the bullshit, the broken trust, the hurt—led me right here, to this incredible woman below me, the only one I want at my side.

And the knowledge makes me feral.

Something comes over me. Something dark and hungry that wants to claim this woman so everyone knows she’s mine. My hand goes to her throat, closing around it, dragging her drugged gaze to mine as I growl out my next words.

“You wanna belong to someone, Rosie? You belong to me. These eyes are for me. This smile is for me. This heart? All mine.” I drag my hand down her side, over her hip, digging my fingers into her ass as I bring her closer, drive myself deeper and deeper, until there’s nowhere left to go. “These hips. This ass. This fucking pussy?Mine. All of you belongs to me, Rosie.”

“Ohfuck,” she cries, squeezing me tighter. “Adam, I’m gonna come.”

“Not yet, you’re not. Not until you tell everyone who you belong to.” I hike her leg up, tossing it over my shoulder. She cries out as I plunge deeper, and thank fuckingfuckI took that shower, because I’m about thirty seconds from blowing my load. “Who do you belong to, Rosie? Better make it count, ’cause I’m only gonna ask once.”

Her eyes widen, legs trembling, and when her head falls back, I grab her hair and bring her gaze right back to mine. Her walls shake, and the faster I thrust, the more she tears at my shoulders. My thumb finds her clit, and she explodes around me with a cry, screaming my name.

“You,” she cries as I bury my face in her neck, combusting inside her. “I belong to you.”

Crushing my mouth to hers, I haul her slick body against mine and reach for another condom, because I’m not fucking done. Not with her, and I’m gonna make sure she knows it.

“You’re not my first choice, Rosie. You’re the only goddamn option.”

CHAPTER21

WE USED SEVEN CONDOMS

ADAM

I’ve thoughtabout fate a lot in my life.

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