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It was hard to tell.

I grabbed her waist, pulling her toward me. She came willingly, crawling onto my lap to straddle my thighs, and she looked deep into my eyes.

“It was terrifying,” she cried. “The thought of losing you.”

“Duchess—”

“Shhh…” She placed her index finger over my lips. “Please let me say this, or I’ll lose my nerve.” She leaned forward, gently pressing her mouth against mine.

I never expected what she’d share next.

In one breath, she willingly confessed…

“My name is Sloan.”

CHAPTER

TWENTY-THREE

LUKE

My eyes widened, utterly shocked she just shared that with me. Before I could give it too much thought, she pulled off my shirt and tossed it on the floor.

Despite guards surrounding one of my safe houses, I still didn’t feel safe. The second I found out who they were, I’d put a bullet between their eyes after I tortured them for my own pleasure.

But I tried not to focus on that.

I tried to stay present and in this moment.

As if she knew I wouldn’t be able to resist her, she got naked.

Vulnerable.

Exposed.

Shaking out her dark hair, she crawled over to me and kissed me softly, beckoning my lips to do the same while rocking her pussy on my now hard cock. I wasn’t a man who got hard this quickly, but it was different with her. It was like her body was made for me.

I roughly gripped her ass, groaning. No longer able to restrain myself, she felt too fucking good.

I kissed her back, pecking her lips softly at first. Teasing her with the tip of my tongue, I ran it all along the outline of her pouty mouth. At that moment, the feel of her skin drove me over the edge, and all we were doing was kissing.

Our tongues moved in sync with one another. I kissed her one last time, letting my lips linger for a few more seconds before resting my forehead against hers.

Her breaths came fast.

Her eyes were dark and dilated, luring me the fuck in.

Her long, messy hair draped all around her face, spreading between us. I resisted the urge to tug it back just so I could kiss all along her neck, her collarbone, and all over her breasts.

I slowly moved my calloused hand up her body. Feeling the softness of her silky white skin, I continued my heated assault, causing her to squirm underneath my touch. I didn’t give a shit about my shoulder, and with the pills and booze finally hitting my system, I wasn’t hurting much. At least not physically, but I was aching to be inside her.

Her breathing hitched when I cupped her tits, pushing them together, enjoying the feel of them in my grip. Her nipples were hard, begging to be sucked.

In a heady, pleading tone, she begged, “Be with me, Luke… fuck me…”

And for the first time…

I was going to make her mine.

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