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“Touch your nipples,” I growl.

She lets out a whimper but obeys me. I crawl toward her and inhale her sweet scent. When I drag my tongue along her slit, she jolts on the bed.

“Grayyyy…”

I chuckle and press a kiss to her clit. “Mmmmm?”

“Oh, shit,” she breathes. “That’s too much.”

I cock an eyebrow up and challenge her. “When I hum against your clit?”

“Yes.” Her eyes are wild and frantic as she pinches her nipples.

“Good,” I murmur before capturing her clit between my lips. I apply pressure with my lips and let out a growling sound that no doubt reverberates to her sensitive bundle of nerves because she cries out. Slowly, I push one finger into her soaked entrance. She’s so fucking tight, and I can’t wait to feel her perfect body gripping mine. We were made to be together. Everything about this feels right. She doesn’t know it yet, but I’m going to make her my wife. My partner. The goddamned mother of my children.

Mine.

“More,” she moans.

I urge another finger inside her and she starts to tremble. With firm circles, I begin pleasuring her clit that’s hot beneath my tongue. My fingers slide easily in and out of her because she’s so wet for me. When I start pushing a third finger inside, she loses control. An orgasm tears through her quickly and forcefully. Her tight channel grips my fingers as she goes wild on the bed. The moment she stops shuddering, I slide my fingers out and crawl over her. My cock slides against her drenched pussy lips, but I don’t let it enter her.

“Gray,” she begs, her eyes dark with lust and need. “Please.”

I inch the tip of my cock in but don’t let it go any farther. I want her juices soaking me from the tip to the base. Those other men Vaughn made her sleep with didn’t deserve her perfection. She was always mine…I just hadn’t found her yet.

“I want to fuck you bare,” I tell her boldly, my eyes fixating on hers. “I want to feel every hot part of you wrapped around me. I want to drain my orgasm inside of you. I want to watch it pour from your sore pussy when we’re finished.”

She lets out a moan. “God, why does that sound so hot?”

“Because it is,” I assure her and tease her some more by pulling the tip back out and letting it run along her clit before pushing it barely inside of her again.

“It’s irresponsible.”

It takes every ounce of self-control not to slam into her. “I’m going to fuck you bare,” I growl again. “We both want it. All we’re waiting on is for you to admit it.”

Her body wiggles as if she’s trying to get me to slide in all the way. When her heels dig into my ass to pull me closer, it takes everything in me to fight against her. I want to hear the damn words.

“I’m going to come inside you,” I murmur and dip down to nip at her bottom lip. “So fucking deep, Violet.”

“This is…oh, God…” Her body trembles with need.

“Beg for it, baby. I want to please you. All you have to do is ask for it.”

My stubborn girl bites on her bottom lip. “I don’t know who you’ve been with…and my past is…we hardly know each other…this isn’t me…”

Our eyes lock as I inch deeper inside her. My cock is halfway in her tight cunt. I almost pass out from the pleasure. I reach between us and capture her clit between my thumb and finger, twisting it just enough to hug the line between pain and pleasure.

“Gray,” she mewls, her fingernails clawing into my sides. She’s losing control. This woman is usually wound up so tight, but right now she’s unraveling fast and just for me.

“I’m going to take care of you,” I assure her with a fierce growl. “Let me take care of you.”

I slide the rest of the way in and my cock throbs almost painfully. I’ve never been inside a woman bare before. It’s as if I can feel every part of her. Her eyes are wild and those pouty lips of hers are parted.

“Do you like this? Me inside of you like this?” I question, my nose dragging along hers.

“Y-Yes,” she chokes out. “So much yes.”

“You want me to fuck you so hard you scream?” I trail kisses to her ear and nip the flesh just below it. “Hmmm?”

“Yes,” she whines. “Fuck me hard.”

“I’m going to come inside you, Violet.”

Her fingernails claw at me as she becomes positively manic. “Stop talking and fuck me. I want to feel all of you inside of me.”

With a wicked grin, I slide out just so I can slam into her violently. The scream that escapes her is pure heaven. Thrust after thrust, I drive into her. I don’t neglect her needy clit either. I massage her in unison to the speed I’m pounding into her. Our mouths meet for an uncoordinated kiss that has our teeth knocking together. Neither one of us cares, though. We’re too wrapped up in our moment.

I manage to pull a lovely scream from her as another orgasm crashes through her. The moment her pussy clenches, I lose control. My seed gushes out inside of her, marking her with me.

She’s mine.

Fucking mine.

I slow down until I’m completely still inside of her. Her eyelids are heavy, and I love how red her mouth is from where my stubble scraped her. She’s completely sated and at ease. The soft, easy look in her eyes is one I could get used to seeing every day.

“Come bathe with me,” I murmur as I press kisses to her parted mouth. “I want to take you again in the shower.”

She whimpers and the familiar tension that always seems to have its tentacles around her tightens its grip. “What we just did…Gray, I’m not on the—”

I silence her with a kiss. At first, she protests but then her mouth joins in. Our tongues aren’t interested in what’s right or wrong or fucking irresponsible. Our tongues just want to fuck each other.

My cock starts to harden again but I want to take her when her soapy, slippery tits are in my grip. So instead of fucking her once more, I slip out and revel in the way my cum runs down the crack of her ass, soaking the bed. I wonder if this is how Bull feels about Sadie. The overwhelming need to consume her in every way.

I saunter off toward the bathroom. She lets out a sharp breath, but I don’t stick around to see why and turn on the hot spray of the shower. I climb inside, and seconds later, she joins me. I’m grinning at her but her brows are furrowed together in sadness.

“What’s wrong?” I demand, concern dripping from my voice.

She turns me to face the wall. Then, her palms skate over my burn scars on my back. I tense up which makes her hesitate. “Does this hurt?”

“Not anymore.”

Her palms continue to ghost over my mangled flesh. I know it’s hideous and ruined. I’m hoping she’s not turned off.

“What happened?” she whispers, her lips kissing the flesh. A shiver ripples its way straight to my dick, making it bounce.

“I was a sniper in the Marine Corp during the Gulf War. RPG nearly got me,” I say with a sigh. “The explosio

n did a number on me.”

Her arms wrap around me and her cheek rests against my mottled flesh. “I’m so sorry. That had to have been horrifying.”

I shrug and cover her arms with my hands. “I don’t remember the explosion. All I remember is waking up in the hospital on my stomach and being in excruciating pain. It took many skin grafts and months of recovery. A very dark time in my life.”

She sniffles. “I suppose we all have dark times…they’re just different. No less terrifying.”

I twist back around so I can hug her. Whatever that fucker did to her must have been bad if she’s comparing it to RPG explosions and third-degree burns. Under the hot spray of the shower, I hold her to me and stroke her hair.

“I want to take you to the resort in a couple of days. We’ll miss a few days of work and stay through the weekend. When was the last time you got away?” I question.

“I’ve been on vacation the past six years since I’ve lived here,” she says with a humorless laugh.

I grip her chin and tilt her head up. “Working for me was no vacation.”

“But I was free of…” she trails off and her bottom lip quivers. “Him.”

“Yes,” I agree and press a kiss to the wobbling lip. “But when was the last time you splurged and spoiled yourself?”

“Never.”

“Which is exactly why we’re going on Wednesday.”

She doesn’t get to argue anymore because I grab her tiny ass and lift her. My mouth covers hers in a hot kiss as my dick slides into her.

I’m going to show her over and over what it means to be spoiled.

T-minus eleven days…

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

VIOLET

I WINCE as I sit in my new comfy desk chair. The chair may be comfortable but it does nothing to ease the ache between my legs. It’s all Gray’s fault. Last night, he fucked me until I kicked him out. I needed sleep, and if he stayed in my bed, neither of us would get it.

God, did he ever fuck me, though.

Life after Vaughn has been cold and difficult. But last night, I was on fire. Everything was easy. For once in a really long time, I relaxed and enjoyed myself.