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“Yeah, whatever you say.” He pulled me into his arms, planting a kiss on the top of my head. “You gotta stop scaring the shit out of me, Chey.”

“I’m so sorry,” I cried, clinging to his shirt as I let the hot tears escape my eyes. “I never mean to be such a pain, but I know I am.”

“You’re not a pain,” he murmured into my ear. “You’re the best fucking thing that’s ever happened to me.”

ChapterThirty-Four

Wade

Ishut the bedroom door behind us, my body exhausted as Takoda went to his dog bed, curling up into a ball and shutting his eyes. My own gaze shifted to Cheyenne, who plopped down on the edge of my bed.

“That was insane,” I said, giving her a smile as I stripped out of my soaked t-shirt, and unbuttoned my belt.

“I don’t know how you can smile about it when I nearly got the both of us killed all over again,” she said with a sigh, her eyes filling with sadness as they met mine. “I just don’t think things through enough. I put everyone in danger.”

I shook my head. “That’s not true at all. You just went for a drive to clear your head, and I don’t blame you for doing that. It’s not like you could’ve known that the road was going to give out underneath you. It could’ve happened to anyone.”

“Right, but it always seems to happen to me.”

“Stop it,” I said to her, stripping out of my wet jeans and tossing them in the direction of the dirty clothes hamper. “You didn’t do anything wrong, and we actually still need to talk. Whatever you heard some of the hands say about you is not the truth.”

Her lips pursed as her eyes dropped to her lap. “I let it get to me more than I should’ve. I was just worried that you might eventually look at me in the same light.”

I dropped to my knees in front of her, placing my hands on her soaked thighs and catching her eyes again. “I’ll never see you like that. I know what it feels like to think that people only see your circumstances when they look at you, but that’s not how things are for us. We see each other for who we are.”

Her fingertips traced my jaw as she let out a ragged breath. “You’re right. I’m sorry.”

“Stop apologizing,” I warned her before my lip curled into a smile. “Just kiss me, woman. I’m fuckingdyingto get you out of these soaked clothes.”

She laughed, leaning down and placing a soft kiss on my lips. I passionately kissed her back, taking her mouth in a possessive kiss. This woman was not only the love of my life, but she was the mother of my child.

And that washot.

I tore her t-shirt up and over her head, lifting her to her feet as she did me the courtesy of unsnapping her bra. However, I wasn’t in the mood to waste any time, and quickly found the button on her jeans, peeling them off her damp skin. As she kicked them off to the side, my fingers slipped between the black lace and her silky skin, trailing downward. Her moisture soaked my fingers as I found her clit and gyrated my fingers against it.

“Oh,” she moaned into my mouth, as I laid her back on the bed, my lips breaking from hers as I used my other hand to pull the rest of her clothes off. I tossed it off to the side, not giving a shit where it landed. Leaning over her, my lips brushed the bare skin of her lower stomach.

“I love you,” Cheyenne whispered as I made my way down her body, pausing to kiss her hips and upper thighs.

“I love you, too,” I said back to her, my mouth salivating as I finally made it to her center. My lips replaced my fingers, and I savored the taste of her—just like always. My cock was throbbing in my boxer briefs, but it wasn’t about me this time.

I just wanted to show her I loved her.

My tongue circled her clit, before gently sucking her flesh into my mouth. Her hips bucked against me, as cries escaped from her mouth. I wrapped my arms around her thighs, holding her against my face as more moisture spilled from her pussy. I drank it in, running my tongue along her entrance.

Fuck she tastes so good.

I rocked my face between her legs, feeling the muscles in her legs tense against my arms. I loved being the one to bring her pleasure, my tongue lodged inside of her.

“Wade,” she whined. “I’m gonna cum. Oh mygod.”

I increased my pace, feeling her legs finally tremble as the release ran through her. Her pussy pulsed around me, gushing liquid into my mouth. I lapped it up, loving every fucking drop that she gave me. Slowly, I relaxed my grip, letting her legs go as she laid on the bed, her eyes meeting mine.

“You’re so good at that,” she panted, running her fingers through her hair.

Chuckling, I wiped my mouth, taking in the sight of her bare body laid out in front of me. “At least I’m good for something, right?”

She burst into laughter, shaking her head. “Your turn now.” Cheyenne sat up on the bed, giving me a seductive smile.

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