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“I get that. It’s not smart, but I get it,” I whisper. “But can you promise me you won’t do it anymore? I couldn’t bear it if I lost you again.”

“I promise,” she says, running her fingers over my stomach muscles while we lie in silence for a long moment.

“Izzy, what your brother did, you don’t think it’s because he has some perverse feelings for you, do you?” I anxiously bitemy lip, waiting for her response, but she shakes her head almost immediately.

“No, it wasn’t like that,” she says, swallowing hard. “It was nothing more than aggression, power, anger, and violence toward me.Afterward, he called me the most horrible names imaginable. It was like he was disgusted with himself but blamed me for it.”

“We’re going to get them, Izzy, all of them.Your whole damn family,” I tell her, determined to make them pay in the most painful way possible.

“It would be nice to, but I don’t see how,” she says, then lifts her head to look me in the eye. “Besides, I am stupid happy with you, so that’s payback in itself.”

“Stupidhappy, huh?” I tease, but only because to hear this makes me the happiest man on earth. “You’re amazing, you know that? To go through everything you have, and come out the other side, takes a brave woman, Iz.”

“With you, I’m beginning to see that, Theo. I’ve been scared for so long, terrified to even sleep, but not when you’re with me, not when I know you’ll be here to catch me when I fall.”

She offers a soft smile that has me kissing her with urgency, a feeling that needs all of her to satisfy because she is holding onto my body with the same need for me. She pulls her shirt over her head before unbuttoning my top with clumsy fingers. Knowing I should help, I find myself remaining a statue still, just watching her in awe. It’s as if she has a newfound confidence after telling me everything; now she knows I’m not going anywhere. As soon as the fabric of my shirt falls open, she rushes to lay gentle kisses all over my chest until she reaches the waistband of my jeans. She begins to unbutton the fastening, releasing me from my boxers.

I’m not sure if she’s teasing me or just inexperienced, but she takes a delicious but torturous long time to flick her tongue along the shaft only to stop when she reaches the top. She then grabs me with one hand and begins stroking me while kissing my lips. I hold her upper arms, keeping our mouths fused so I can take our kiss deeper.

I make her stop her hand because this isn’t how I want to hit my peak. She takes the opportunity to move back onto her feet and strip down to her black, cotton panties; the functional ones that don’t even pretend to be sexy. I sit up and watch as she kneels between my legs and takes all of me into her mouth. I stroke back her hair as she begins moving slowly up and down, with her hands pawing at my chest with her nails. The sight does inexplicable things to me.

I can see this is new to her, she is experimenting, the thought of which has me rolling my head back with sheer pleasure. It’s so good, I have to bite down hard on my lip, all the while she pumps me harder with her small, delicate hand, just to stop myself from blowing everywhere.

Once again, when I feel like I can’t hold back if she keeps this up, I grab her wrist to stop her. She follows my lead and straddles my lap, so I wrap my arm around her back and pull her hard against my chest. We take our time to kiss, to enjoy the freedom we now have to explore one another. My free hand reaches up to wind her long, golden hair around my fist so I can pull back her head and expose her neck to my mouth. I devour her beautiful soft skin; I want to shower her with so much love, devotion, and worship, all the things she should only have experienced.

Grinding her pussy over my cock soon has her gasping for air, right before she reaches down to rip away the side of herpanties so they fall away completely. The act alone has me hissing through my teeth; Izzy Chase is the sexiest woman I’ve ever laid eyes on. She rubs herself against me and I feel how wet she is, how ready she is for me. I hold her hips up as I slide right inside of her, making us one.

Arching her back, she gyrates herself up and down, slow, steady, deep, and hard. It’s not long before I grab her ass and help her to find a rhythm that brings us closer to our impending high. I take her all in as she leans back, watching her breasts bounce erotically up and down. As soon as I take her nipple into my mouth, she moans and comes undone, right before me. The sight of which has me picking her up and lying her beneath me so I can take her how I’ve always wanted to. She brushes her fingers through my hair, so I lean into her hands and drop my face into the crook of her neck before giving her my own release.

“Fuck, I love you,” I pant, “so fucking much!”

She laughs just before I silence her with a kiss that consumes us both, only to stop when I feel the warmth of my release sliding down her soft thighs.

“Shit, Iz,” I wince, “I forgot to put anything on, I’m so sorry!”

She laughs softly over my anxiety, to the point where I’m laughing with her. I eventually drop my forehead on top of hers until we stop laughing. Then we pause. We wait. We breathe. We feel the closeness of each other and how we were always meant to be.

“I have an implant so it’s fine. And before you worry, I got myself double and triple-tested after…well… after everything.”

“Baby, I wasn’t worried about that,” I say reassuringly, “Ijust want you for myself before anyone else comes along.”

“Well,” she whispers before kissing me briefly on the lips, “there’ll be no baby Theos or Izzys from this little escapade.”

“God, I feel like a big enough dick as it is. I know you’re exhausted, you must be emotionally drained, and I meant for you to go to bed to rest.”

“Hey?” she says sternly but with a spark that I thought was forever lost, now back in her eyes. “This was my choice, Theo, mine. You have no idea how good it feels to be turning my body back into my own again. It’s no longer this shameful thing that those monsters made it into. This, here, with you, is beginning to heal what was once so broken.

“I love you, Izzy Chase,” I whisper, feeling so happy, it’s like the night before everything turned bad, all over again. The high before the storm. Alas, I know another storm is coming, I can feel it. Only this time, I’ll be there to face it with her.

“And I love you, Theo.”

Chapter 23

Izzy

The feeling of the road running beneath me as I ride my bike is intoxicating; I love how liberated I feel when I ride. Theo went ahead of me in the car with Stella, but I needed this after releasing the heavy feelings I’ve held trapped inside of me ever since I decided to tell Theo the truth. Everything is raw again and I need this sensation of weightlessness to let me push it all back down.

As I enter the village in which I grew up, the aforementioned relief begins to slip away. However, I know I am moments away from being in the safe and loving arms of Theo, Nonna, and Stella. Theo, the man who now owns my heart. I just hope he looks after it because I have let my mask slip and at the moment, I can’t find it. It’s lost under the weight of my happiness. I’m glad, I hope it stays hidden, but should I need it again, I want to know that I can still get to it.

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