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He’s inside me, thrusting in and out. Instead of satiating me, it seems to make me even more ravenous. I hold him to me tighter, bucking my hips into him as he slowly makes love to me. I’m so intoxicated by him that nothing else exists at this moment. Ezra. Inside me. Holding me. His hot breath fanning my temple. With every thrust, electricity crackles through my veins; my spine arches in response, and my nails dig even deeper into his flesh.

“More. More. More. More,” I chant mindlessly. He increases his tempo, jarring my body a little as he thrusts in and out, in and out.

He whispers words into my ear. Words I don’t understand because my mind is overcome with pleasure, and my brain has vacated the building. Maybe it’s because he’s not speaking English at all.

My orgasm is so close, and I’m so desperate for it, but it keeps proving elusive. “Please, Ezra. Please. Please. Please,” I plead shamelessly, bucking my hips to meet his thrusts.

His hand drops to my breasts, and he clamps his index finger and thumb around one peaked nipple. My eyes roll into the back of my head in bliss as finally, my orgasm barrels over me.

“Ezra!” I shout as my body seems to float off the bed, ecstasy rolling through me. His hands come down to my hips and clamp down, pinning me to the bed as he groans. His thrusts become wild as he comes next. His body tenses against me.

Afterward, he rolls on his back, dragging me with him so I am sprawled out on his chest. I sigh, burrowing into his warmth as he runs his hands through my hair tenderly. “How are you?”

I let out a little chuckle as I push away from his chest. “You’re asking how I am?”

He gives my belly a pointed glance. “I’m fine.Weare fine.” I fold my arms on his chest, really loving the half-lidded stare. His whole body is relaxed, and his hand rests loosely at the top of my ass.

“Good. You felt really good, Charlie. Unreal. And you look like a total goddess,” he avows affectionately. His fingers brush my ass softly, and I duck my head into his shoulder as my face heats up. “Now you’re shy?” he says and chuckles.

“Whatever,” I murmur sleepily into his neck, rubbing my nose against his skin, loving his scent. “You felt good too,” I tell him shyly, and his arm tightens against my waist.

I sigh as I settle even deeper into his chest. We’re already as close as we can physically be; he is still inside me, but I want to get even closer to him, by any means necessary. I want to know all his secrets. I want to see every side of him. I’m his now and he is mine, good, bad, or otherwise.

CHAPTER 31

EZRA

Icrack my eyes open, squinting at the bright sunlight streaming through the windows. Damn it, I forgot to draw the curtains last night. I start to roll over when I finally notice the warm weight on my arm: Charlie.

Her head is nestled into the crook of my shoulder; her arms are stretched out across my chest, 2her right leg hooked over my hip, and the left one between my legs. I raise my hand from the bed to caress her silky skin, and she murmurs sleepily, snuggling into me.

My heart stirs as I glance at the back of her head. She looks so small and fragile against me, her pale skin against my olive complexion. I shift, careful not to jostle her, wrap one arm across her shoulders, and palm her firm ass with my other. Hmm. This is nice…really nice.

“What are you doing?” she asks into my chest, sleepily.

“Shh. Go back to sleep,bébé,” I sooth her, tapping her butt gently.

“I can’t when your erection is digging into my stomach,” she complains grumpily, lifting her head off my chest to look at me. My breath catches in my throat. Fuck, she’s so gorgeous. The lazy stare of those blue–brown eyes, her hair sleep-messed, andher body warm and supple against mine. Something stirs in the pit of my stomach as my heart increases in tempo.

“What?” She blinks at me.

Something in my stomach expands into my chest, and words spill out of my mouth without control. “You’re so exquisite. I must have saved a family from a burning building in a past life, and you’re my sweet reward.” God knows I haven’t done anything in this lifetime to deserve her.

Her cheeks flush, and she ducks her head into my neck shyly. I smile as I bend my head toward her and trail soft kisses down her neck. I nibble and nip at her jaw, my right hand moving up to cradle the back of her head.

I use my grip on her head to draw her up; and just as I press a kiss to her soft lips, a phone starts ringing. Mine. I would let it ring, but I know that ringtone. Massimo. I mutter a curse as I pull away from Charlie’s warm body.

She giggles as I grumpily stomp over to my pants and take my phone out. I draw in a sharp breath and glance at Charlie as I answer the call, “What do you want?”

“I want you to check your damn phone, Ezra. That’s what I want.”

I glance at Charlie again, then raise a hand to let her know I’ll be right back. She nods, shooing me away. “You shouldn’t be calling me on this line,” I growl when I’m out of the bedroom.

“I wouldn’t have to if you checked your burner as regularly as you used to. Is this because of that girl? What’s her name…Charlotte?”

“Keep her name out of your mouth,” I growl as I make my way to the garage to check the phone in my truck. “What’s this?” I ask as I read the text.

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