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He reaches up and brushes my hair back away from my face and kisses me sweetly.

“Just breathe, baby. Lay back and let me take care of you.”

My first instinct is to tell him I don’t need to be taken care of, but when he thrusts back into me a second time, I’ve lost the ability to do anything but moan in pleasure.

Bodhi reaches down and hooks me behind the knee, pulling my leg up to his hip, hitting a spot so deep inside of me that I feel like I can’t breathe. Only I am. I’m sucking down each breath like it will somehow level out the intense feelings building between my legs, but they don’t.

I can feel him everywhere. Like he’s invaded my very being.

“God damn, Princess, you feel so fucking good. So good, baby,” Bodhi praises me, and I love that I make him feel just as good as he makes me feel.

Lifting my hips, I meet each thrust. My clit rubs against him with every movement, and I can feel the heat coil low in my abdomen.

I bury my hands in my hair, tugging at my roots.

“Open your eyes, Keaton. Watch me fuck you,” Bodhi’s voice grates out, and my eyes fly open.

The look on his face is pure, raw sex.

“Look, look at how well we fit together,” he says, and I drop my gaze to watch the way he slides in and out of me. I clench my muscles, gripping his cock tighter the next time he pulls out, and watch as his eyes practically roll back in his head.

“Fuck,” he hisses, and I do it again, loving the way he fights to not come undone.

He lifts my leg even higher, exposing me to him as he sinks in even further than I thought possible, holding himself there after each thrust forward.

The feeling is absolutely maddening, and I love it.

With his free hand, he reaches up and laces his fingers with mine, holding me pinned beneath him as he takes my nipple into his mouth. His tongue slides over the hardened peak and I throw my head back, allowing the sensations to take me over.

“Fuck, Bodhi, I’m so close,” I cry out.

He kisses me softly, his breath ghosting over my lips as he says, “Just let go, baby. I’ve got you. Just come for me.”

He picks up pace and slips his hand between us, sliding his fingers over my clit in quick circles.

“Oh God, oh God, I’m coming,” I moan, and let the waves of the orgasm wash over me.

Bodhi’s final thrusts come hard and fast, burying himself deep within me as he comes. When the final waves of pleasure wash over us, he kisses me gently before pulling out.

He climbs from his bed and goes into the bathroom to discard the condom. When he comes back, he’s carrying a warm washcloth in his hand, and very gently cleans between my legs, bending and placing a feather-light kiss to my abdomen before tossing the washcloth back into the bathroom.

He moves to my side and pulls me into him, holding me close. The way his arms fit so perfectly around me, holding me like I’m something to cherish… it’s one of the best feelings in the world. If I could just escape the world, this is how I’d want to spend every day.

“Stay with me?” He asks, sleep already filling his voice.

“Okay,” I agree, and attempt to push all other thoughts from my mind as I snuggle closer to this infuriatingly good man.

Chapter 48

I wake up, feeling the bed shift beside me, and turn to see Keaton sliding her cell onto the nightstand. It’s still dark out, so I’m guessing it’s early morning.

“Hey,” I roll onto my side to face her, my voice heavy with sleep.

She turns, smiling softly, and I reach out to wrap an arm around her middle and draw her back over to me.

“What time is it?” I ask, burying my face in her neck as I curl in close.

“Two-Thirty,” she says around a yawn.

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