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“Fuck, yes, Vivi. You never had this, never will have anything but my dick feeding this pretty little pussy.” His filthy words made my head swim with desire. I picked up speed.

Up and down, a little faster every time. I felt the coiling in my belly started to tighten. My breathing stuttered, and before I could even tell him how close I was, my orgasm plowed through me in a way all I was able to do was hold on and feel while my face dipped into the crook of his neck, making the moment even better.

Wrapped up in his arms, I breathed in as his scent filled my lungs. The moment was magical. Warmth filled me from the inside out a moment later as the sound of his roar echoed in my ears and his head rested against mine.

“Fuck,” he panted. His lips touched the top of my head, and with a drowsy smile, I pulled away to look up at him.

“That was wow.”

“Yeah, it was.” His lips touched mine, and I knew my fate was sealed.

Nix was a stalker.

A man who had crossed countless lines and boundaries others could have got arrested for. But as wrong as it might have been, Nixon was mine, and it was so good I felt like I was living a real-life fairy tale.

Maybe I was just as crazy as he was.

“You’re thinking pretty hard,” he noted. I smiled as my hands moved up to touch his face.

“My hands feel heavy.” I giggled softly, and his took hold of mine and rubbed them. I watched him tend to me, and when our eyes met, I let my heart do the talking. “I love you, too,” I shared with confidence and courage. “I didn’t think…” My eyes dipped to his thick corded throat. But Nixon needed my eyes. With time, I would learn he’d always want my eyes on his. His fingertips tipped my chin upward. When our eyes locked, I felt brave again.

“I didn’t think I would ever want to fall in love. Putting that much trust and faith in someone… after my parents…” I made a face, and when his eyes softened, I knew he knew the whole story. “I have my chosen family. My cousin, Jenna, my best friend, Lana, and her mom are plenty for me, and I was okay with it staying like that for the rest of my life. But our calls, getting to know one another… you made me want so much more, Nix.”

“Kitten…” His eyes searched mine, and I smiled, my body relaxed against his.

“I know.” I rubbed my nose against his. “This whole thing is… it’s fast and crazy, and you’re a little…”

“Unhinged?” he guessed. I laughed a little too loudly; it almost sounded like a snort. He chuckled.

“Maybe a little. But maybe… maybe I’m a little unhinged, too, because I like that you were so… obsessed with me. I’m no one. I’m plain and?—"

“Shh, you don’t put my girl down like that. My girl is one in a billion, kitten.” His fingers stroked my cheeks, and when I leaned forward, he slipped out of me. I gasped, hating that I lost him. “You like me inside of you.”

“I do.”

“You love me? Even…” His Adam’s apple bobbed. “Even after everything I did?”

“Nix—"

“I watched you. Sat outside your building, stared into your apartment, followed you on the bus, went into your apartment?—”

“Shh." My fingers covered his lips. “I know. I think… I think I love you for it, too. I love you for the man who talked to me all night long and made me feel special, seen somehow, in a world where anyone could just pass me by.”

“I swear to you I will make you happy, baby.”

“I know, and I’ll make you happy, too.”

“I love you, kitten. Love you so much more than I thought was possible.”

“Show me,” I whispered and felt him start to harden beneath me. “Already?”

“Baby, I got a feeling it's going to be like this forever.”

“I’m okay with that, if you are.” He rolled us over, pinning my body beneath his while I smiled up at him.

“I’m more than okay with that.” I didn’t get the chance to smile because his lips touched mine and we got lost in one another all over again.

epilogue

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