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“Positive,” I breathed as heat pooled in my core at just the thought of what was to come.

Evan’s warm blue eyes hooded with desire. He threaded a hand in my hair bringing my lips almost to his. The other hand cupped my pussy. “Are you saying I won’t find you wet enough?”

“Of course not, we don’t have time, so it wouldn’t be logical.” I gasped as a finger parted my folds and dipped inside. My gasp was cut short as he started kissing me again.

The strokes of his kiss matched his magic fingers. He broke the kiss and his nose rested against mine. “Wrong. You’re so fucking wet this won’t take long.”

I breathed in deeply. “Then I guess we do have time.”

He turned me around and I parted my legs as far as my bound ankles allowed. I took the length of him in one languorous slide.

He started to thrust. “God, Allie. Have I told you how much I fucking love you?”

I matched his movements as he thrust harder, pushing back into him. “Not since this morning.” I looked over my shoulder to catch the sight I loved—my man losing control, letting the beast out of the cage.

A moment later, he pulled out and yanked me up.

“What are you doing?”

He sat me on the desk, spread my knees, and stepped over my pants. “I want to watch you come.” The desk was low enough that he had to bend his knees to line up and push in again.

I brought my heels up and pulled him in. “And I want to watch you.” The drag of him against my walls pulled me toward my climax with amazing speed.

It had to be hard on him half-crouched to match the height of the desk, but in no time the feral eyes of the beast were back as he drove home again and again. “I want you with me, babe,” he panted out.

I nodded and held his eyes. We didn’t need words when our gazes locked like this in the throes of passion. Not when our souls connected in this primal dance of love.

He drove in with power and tensed up.

I squeezed him as tight as I could and felt the spurt of his release. My climax bloomed with each throb of him inside me. I clung to him through the waves, repeating that I loved him.

My man gave me so much more pleasure than I had ever imagined in my hottest fantasies.

“I love you too, Allie, more than you can know.”

* * *

Evan

We were finishingour food at the three Sisters fundraiser. The silent auction results were about to be announced.

Rachel sat next to Noah, and Diane next to Miranda. Gwen hadn’t brought a date. And Albert was also alone tonight because his wife had a shift at the hospital.

I glanced over to the table three rows over. “Did you put something in your father’s drink?” I asked Alexa. “Or, my dad’s?”

She glanced toward the table she’d assigned both our fathers to sit at. “Nope.”

“They’re talking.” I’d wondered how big a problem it could cause, but she’d assured me there wouldn’t be one.

She nodded. “I think that’s good don’t you?”

Dad was on the opposite side of the table from her father and uncle, but were clearly engaging in conversations with each other, which floored me. Alexa’s lack of surprise was odd.

I knew her father and uncle were here to support Alexa, but a question remained. “How did you get my dad to come?”

She sipped her water. “I told him I wanted him here and he agreed.” Her smirk said there was probably more to the story than that.

“And that’s all?”

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