I thrust my hips, trying to ease the pain. “I need to fuck you, baby.”

“Don’t stop.”

Since we’re in the SUV, I don’t stop. There’s no way I can finish fucking her by the time we make it to my condo. So, I eat her pussy, loving the taste of her. Every sound she makes turns me on even more. It’s a sweet torture.

I keep going, making sure she has one of the most epic orgasms she’s ever had. She screams my name, her fingers tugging my hair close to my scalp. She shouts out her orgasm, saying my name over and over until I’m sure all of New York hears my woman.

When we pull up to my condo, I race her upstairs and we throw our clothes off as quickly as possible. Because if I don’t fuck this woman, and soon, I may just die.

Chapter 21

Sophia

* * *

I wake in the morning, fully refreshed as Dean makes breakfast in the kitchen. There’s something sexy about a man who makes breakfast in the morning after rocking your world all night long.

Last night started off shaky.

Who would have expected Bishop Blackstone would show up at the club? When he watched Eddie kissing me, I couldn’t handle it. There wasn’t any part of me that was turned on. Not even knowing Dean was upstairs watching.

I couldn’t think straight with Bishop sitting only inches away from me. I wonder if he could tell? Could he sense my apprehension? I don’t care. Part of me wanted to bash his skull in. It was horrifying sitting there on that bed between the two of them.

“Hey there,” Dean says, mixing a bowl of pancake batter. “Hope you like blueberry pancakes.”

I smile. “Who doesn’t?” I give him a kiss on the cheek, and he wraps an arm around me, staring into my eyes before kissing me fully on the lips.

This is all so domesticated with him. For a moment, I can see a bright and promising future between the two of us. It’s the first time in a long time where I want it. I want the house and the kids. I want it all with Dean.

Maybe we’re not the type of couple to have the white picket fence with the dog in the lush green yard and two point five kids, but we can have something real. Something beautiful. Can’t we?

He fixes me a plate of pancakes and I take a seat at the kitchen island. He sits next to me with his plate, and I dig in.

“What’s on the agenda for today?” I ask.

“Well, I’ll be working in my office for a bit while you visit with Rosa.”

I swallow my bite. “Right, ok.”

He reaches a hand across the island and places it over mine. “Are you sure you’re up for this?”

I nod. “Absolutely.” I am up for this. I feel like my life has been leading to this moment. Bishop Blackstone is going down.

“I want Leo to take you to and from Brooklyn when you go to see Rosa.”

“Of course.” I know he’s worried about me, and for the first time in a long time it feels good to have someone care about me in that way.

We finish our pancakes and head off to his room to get ready.

“I need a shower,” I tell him.

“Me too.” He laughs and drags me into the bathroom with him. Dean turns on the water and the steam fills the bathroom, encasing us in our own little bubble. One I never want to escape.

I step under the spray of water, and Dean slides in behind me.

“I love the way you feel,” he says as he runs his hands over my skin. “Let me wash you.” He grabs the loofah sponge and fills it with soap. He pushes the sponge over my body, making sure to get every spot. “You’re so fucking pretty.”

I stare up into his eyes, his soft gray eyes. “I need you right now.”

He places the sponge back on its rack and moves with me as we let the spray wash the soap off my body. He kisses me with a soft touch and it turns more urgent the longer we keep kissing. “Sophia, there’s just something about you,” he says between kisses.

“There’s just something about you, too.”

We haven’t talked about a future for us. We haven’t discussed what will happen once we catch Bishop and the mission is over. We don’t know what the future holds, but for the first time since we’ve begun this crazy charade, I no longer fear it.

I welcome our future. I welcome a future together, because it’s what I truly want. And I hope with everything I have that he wants it too.

He moves me against the shower wall, spreading my legs as he enters me in one thrust.

He pushes inside me, deeper as he holds me tight. “The way I feel about you is intense. I’ve never felt this way before… we are in tune, Sophia.”

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