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“You’re right,” she hissed.
Fuck, her girly growl was cute.
I smiled at that, knowing her definition of that statement.
“I am, baby. After you gave me that, I have two options; fuck you on my desk to show you how much what you just gave me means to me or get your ass out of my office into the conference room so we can get this shit over with so I can get you home and fuck you in our bed. I’m good with either of those but I’m thinking you’d appreciate the office not hearing you when I get you to moan sweet for me.”
Her eyes narrowed.
“I don’t moan sweet for you.”
“Right again; you moan sweet for me in the mornings. At night you pant, whimper, and groan. I’m thinking right now with how I’m feeling, the enormity of it, you’re not gonna be moaning sweet. I’m gonna get you wild and you’re gonna scream for me.”
“Easton—”
“Honest to God, Nebraska. You finally gave me you. We need to get the fuck out of this office or I won’t be responsible for what comes next.”
Unfortunately she didn’t hightail her ass to the door. She stared at me with no small amount of panic.
“I promised I’d go gentle. I’m not going back on that but I’m not fuckin’ around with this anymore. You said it straight out—until me, you didn’t understand what you were missing. Which means I got in there. There’s no going back, and if you try, swear to fuck, Nebraska, I won’t let you.”
I watched with spellbound fascination as Nebraska struggled with her emotions. The battle might’ve been internal but she looked bloody and beaten by the time her lids drifted closed.
“I won’t go down easy.” Her whisper tinged with regret.
“That’s not lost on me.”
“I’m gonna make you want to leave.”
I stayed silent and let her finish.
“I’m gonna lie and hide and push you away.”
I waited for her to continue and when she didn’t I asked, “Is that all?”
Her eyes popped open.
“Isn’t that enough?”
Any other woman, it would’ve been more than enough to get me gone.
“Trust. Me.”
Another epic battle ensued. During which she held my gaze. I knew I won when she started sucking in breaths deep enough to make her heave.
“Easton—”
“Trust. Me.”
“I—”
“Nebraska, trust me.”
“Okay,” she breathed.
Two syllables that were nothing more than whisper. One word that floated across the space and slammed into my chest.
Fucking finally.
