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“Oh God!” Tessa cries, her whole body shaking now. Trembling with need. “Fuck, don’t stop! Right there.Oh!”

She’s gripping my hair tightly, holding on for dear life as I gorge on her pussy. Swirling. Lapping. Batting her clit with my tongue. I flex my fingers inside her, filling her up, loving the way she wails for me, body shaking like she’s losing all control.

Her sister better have used those headphones, because fuck, my baby’s screaming the house down tonight.

“Yes! Yes!” Tessa’s thighs are so tight around my neck she could choke me out, but who needs oxygen at a time like this?

I close my lips around her swollen clit and suck. Hard.

She climaxes with a scream, her whole body spasming as the pleasure takes her over.

In one move, I rock back onto my heels, letting gravity and my firm grip bring her down into my lap. I part her legs wider, line up, and thrust into her still-clenching pussy, impaling her on my dick.

Fuuuuck.

Tessa sounds another scream of pleasure, clenching hard around my cock as I fuck her through her first orgasm. And it’s only her first, because I’m damn sure, the way this pussy feels going off, I won’t ever stop.

“Saint…” she clings to me, glassy-eyed as I thrust up inside her. “Ohfuck.”

“That’s it, every last inch.” I urge her on, shifting her weight so she’s straddling me properly. “Ride me, darling. Be a good girl and make those pretty tits bounce.”

Her cheeks flush at my filthy instructions, eyes bright as she does what I say: Tessa grips my shoulders tightly and starts to move.

It’s fucking heaven.

The way this woman knows just how to work me: lifting her hips and sinking down to take every inch of my straining cock inside her; clenching me with her tight inner walls, and grinding just right. Her head is tipped back in pleasure, her breasts shudder and bounce.

Dear Lord, just the sight of her makes my balls tighten, eager for release. I groan, gripping her tighter. Urging her on.

And then Tessa lifts her head. She holds my gaze, slowing her wild pace, leaning closer, so I can feel the rustle of her warm breath against my lips with every gasp and moan.

“The way you feel inside me…” she whispers, sinking down to take me deep inside her again. “God, Saint, it’s perfect.You’reperfect.”

I bite back a howl.Fuck. I know she’s wrong, I’m far from perfect, my whole life I’ve been the black sheep.The disappointment. But when she’s looking at me like this, loving me like this, fusing our bodies together and sobbing my name like a prayer…

It feels like I could be, with her love.

I’m drowning now, swept under the waves of her passion; my body already coiling tight, fuck, straining for release. But I can’t let go, not without bringing her with me. Ragged, I reach between us to circle her clit as her body writhes and jerks. She’s close. So fucking close—

And I know exactly what will send my baby over the edge.

I tilt her chin up, look her directly in the eyes, and order her: “Be my good girl, and come.”

Her body breaks with a cry of pleasure, and fuck, the tight, heavenly clench is my undoing. I come, exploding inside her with a howl.

Chapter11

Tessa

“How did they find us?”

We gather around the kitchen table in the morning with coffee, toast, and a hundred unanswered questions. I’m feeling much better, thanks to my night in Saint’s arms—and his shower. My bullet graze only throbs a little under a fresh bandage and antiseptic cream, but now that the initial panic and terror is behind us, it’s time to face the terrifying reality of what happened.

Someone came to kill Wren. They knew where we were hiding her.

But how?

“Did someone follow me down from London, do you think?” I ask, reflecting back over the past couple of days. “Your car isn’t exactly inconspicuous,” I add to Saint. “If they’d been watching this place, they could have trailed me down, straight to the cottage…”

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