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‘But you came inside me... I didn’t think you’d actuall—‘

I leaned forward and licked the entire way up her wetness as she moaned. ‘I’m nothing if not willing to fulfil your desires, love. Now shut up and let me show you.’

And with that, I ate my girl with all the vigour of a man starved.

‘You win,‘ she said after I’d made her come all over my face. ‘I love you too, Mac.’

I picked her up and kissed her hard, my pulse jumping at her words.

She fucking loved me.

My perfect, wonderful, delightful, Katie, loved me.

EPILOGUE

KATIE

Light flooded in through the dining-room windows as I set the long, wooden table we’d bought to host my family.

It had taken months to get the house finished, but I hadn’t minded a moment of it when Mac and I had spent any free moment we had doing it up together. As crime-family kids, we’d never really had to DIY anything so the learning curve had been huge, but fun too.

Mac walked into the room balancing a basket of bread in one hand and a handful of cutlery in the other, dumping them down on the table.

Leaning over to set the salt and pepper shakers in the centre of the table, I giggled as Mac moved behind me and slipped his hands over my hips, pressing firmly into my arse.

‘We’ve no time for that,’ I said, standing up as his lips found my neck, sending shivers of pleasure down into me.

‘I can make it quick.’ He wound a hand into my hair and pulled it firmly, giving him more access to my neck as he nipped with his teeth.

‘I don’t want quick... I like it when you take all the time in the world.’

‘Mmm,’ he said as he tipped my chin to his mouth, his tongue slipping over my lips as I swooned. Even months on, his touch set me alight.

‘They’ll be here any minute.’ I turned and put a pile of napkins in his hands while raising an eyebrow. The way his eyes creased as he grinned made my tummy flip. God, he was so bloody hot. I don’t know how I’d missed it for so long. I’d always seen him as objectively attractive, but maybe his sulky face had always turned me off. But the real Mac, the happy or flirty, protective or dominating, he was like no-one I’d ever been around. He filled my days with lightness and love, and my nights with darkness and depravity. I needed both in equal measure.

‘Fine,’ he said, taking the napkins and distributing them before coming back to my side as I placed down the cutlery. Quick as a flash, he grabbed me by the throat and tipped my face to his, an instant haze of lust clouding my vision. ‘But if I have to be wound up, then you do too, my little cock slut.’

His breath washed over my face as he reached up under my skirt and impaled me on his fingers, fucking me slowly with them as his eyes roved over my face.

‘That’s it, sweet girl. Listen to how wet you get for me.’ I could hear it, and my cheeks flushed. ‘I want you so fucking desperate that you’d let me force you over the table and fuck you, no matter who was here for dinner. So needy that you’d drop to your knees and beg for a mouthful of dick.’

‘Yes, Sir,’ I moaned as he continued to fuck me with his hand, his other slowly applying increasing pressure to my throat as I panted. His mouth was frustratingly just out of reach, and when I tried to kiss him, he grinned.

‘That’s it, darling. You show me how badly you need my mouth.’

Within minutes I was bucking my hips and grinding down on his fingers, cursing as he kept me on the edge of orgasm, stopping his movements every time I came to close.

‘Please?’ I begged.

‘Oh no, sweetheart, you didn’t want to, remember?’ His eyes were dark as he watched the reactions he wrought from me cross my face.

The doorbell rang, and I could have cried from frustration. I righted my dress as he removed his hand from my panties with a wicked gleam in his eyes.

‘Knees, Katie.’

‘But—‘

‘Now.’

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