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When he fills me one more time, hitting me in just the right way, the edge of my vision goes hazy as my muscles pull tight before I let go. I ripple around him, my thighs clenching. The way he plants inside me, grinding his hips against mine, makes it feel like my climax goes on and on.

With a grunt, Holden pulls out of me, holding me up with one hand and wrapping his fist around his length with the other. I’m mesmerized by the sight in front of me. His shoulders are broad, and his eyes hold a heat I want to bask in. I don’t know if he’s glistening with only my juices or if some of it is water as well, but it’s still hot as hell to watch.

With a roar of my name, he starts coming on my belly, the water making it slip down my skin and over my mound. I can feel it as it slides. I just had one of the best orgasms of my life but feeling and seeing his cum move over my skin is a big fucking turn on.

Holden doesn’t care about his cum covering me as he presses me against the wall harder before he connects our bodies together completely. When he kisses me hard, my tongue plays with his own. I want to always keep kissing him.

“Let’s get you clean and then I’ll feed you,” amusement dances in his eyes as he lays out his plan.

When he pulls me away from the wall and helps me to stand, the way he steadies me affects more than just my body. He’s steadying my heart, my soul and my dreams.

Maybe it’s time to put some effort and focus onto the right guy and for the first time, I think I know who that is. It’s him. I just have to trust. I want to because if I do then I know I’ll gain more than I ever thought possible.

CHAPTER 6

HOLDEN

I’ve been living in a golden bubble complete with sapphires and emeralds for a month. That’s how long my Angel has been in my life, and I wouldn’t want it any other way. Everyday I’ve earned a little more of her trust.

She trusts me not to break her heart and turn into a douche like the guys she used to date. She trusts me to give her pleasure before I take my own. I think she even trusts me with her heart.

It’s a heady thing for her to give herself over to me and I won’t squander it.

When I think back to the time before I met Coral, I almost laugh at myself. I really thought all women were the same and love was something for other people. I thought the people who buy my trinkets were more deserving of love than I was.

I was jaded. I couldn’t see the good in life anymore. I didn’t want to see it.

Then a blonde Angel came into my life and swept everything else away.

It’s wild how one meeting, one morning, one minute, can change your life in ways you never thought possible.

I’m a believer now. It’s all thanks to Coral and the bright light she’s brought into my life. I know it and I hope I show her that every single day.

I knew I was in love with her when I couldn’t stop thinking about her during that first week when I didn’t see her. I still can’t stop thinking about her. Even though I know where she is nine times out of ten, I still worry about her. I worry and I wait and I hope she’s smiling, even if I’m not the one to put the smile on her face.

When I kiss her after I haven’t seen her for a day or an hour or even a minute, I make sure to kiss her like it’s the first time all over again. She deserves nothing less from me. She deserves nothing less from this world than to be loved and shown how special she is.

I hate it when she insists on sleeping at her place. I think she does it to stay independent, to not fall too hard or too fast, but I can’t take it anymore. I need her in my life all the time. I don’t want there to be distance. I don’t want to wake up without her in my arms.

When I knock on my Angel’s door my palms start to sweat. I have a lot to say to her tonight. The words have been wanting to come out of me for a while, but I’ve kept them inside. Coral needed some time to adjust, and I’ve been more than happy to give it to her.

It’s not like I expected to find the love of my life the way I did. I had basically given up all hope, but then I saw her and knew I was in the presence of an angel. The way she looks at me, her eyes sparkling. The way she touches me, so soft while it brands me. The way she kisses me, her lips pillowing and accepting my own.

She’s everything I want in a woman and so much more than I probably deserve.

The door swings open to reveal my woman in a burgundy dress which makes me want to throw her over my shoulder so I can take her back to my cave. There will be time for that later, but right now we have an art gallery opening to go to.

I let out a low whistle, “I am going to have quite the night showing you off, Angel.”

The smile which lights up her face makes my heart slam against my ribcage. I don’t waste time with more words, wrapping my arms around her and pulling her tight against my body. I’m sure she can feel the hard ridge of my cock against her. It’s not like I’m ever soft around my woman. Hell, simply thinking about her will send me into a tailspin of lust.

When I pull back from her, she has a lust glazed look in her eye and I fucking love I’m the one who put it there. I’ll never get tired of giving my woman exactly what she needs even if she doesn’t know she does. There was a hint of nervousness on her face when she opened the door, but it’s evaporated now and only bliss is left behind.

“Ready?”

I get a shy smile and a little nod in return; it’s enough for me. I twine our fingers together and wait long enough for her to lock up behind her before leading her downstairs to my car. After opening the door for her, she sits with practiced grace which makes my mouth water. I love watching her move. The way the dress she’s wearing rides up her legs has me stifling a groan.

I adjust myself on the way around the car, but I do it shamelessly knowing my Angel’s eyes are on me. I want her to know what she does to me. She’s going to be doing it forever as far as I’m concerned so she might as well get used to it.

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