Page 88 of Sold to Her Enemy

I’m screaming as his fingers are mingling with mine, a pleasure so intense it makes my stomach clench.

I grab him, my head falls against his chest.

“Good girl, Mckenna.”

His warm praise makes me feel good. And I choke out a laugh.

“What is it?”

“I feel…safe.”

He tightens his hold on me as he lays down on the bed, with me wrapped in his arms.

“Good. I want you to feel safe with me, Mckenna. I’m going to protect you. We can live wherever you want, and I will keep you safe,” he slants his lips against mine and kisses me with a passion that is intense and stabbing, as if sealing a promise.

He kisses me deeply until he pulls his lips from mine.

My mind is fuzzy with the pleasure from the scene, but I trace his pecs with my fingertips, wanting to believe his words.

Now that opportunity is here, why am I hesitating? I wanted this for so many years.

“It was so hard. After…everything." I didn’t mean to speak, but the words spill from my lips.

He stops petting my hair.

“I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you then, Mckenna. I’m sorry I didn’t know what Ava had been doing all those years. Her bullying of you is unforgivable, and I will make her pay.” His voice is frosty.

“I don’t want to hurt her. I just want her far away from us.”

“I don’t know how you are so forgiving. So kind,” he brushes his lips against mine.

“Hating you took up a lot of mental energy. I don’t have to spend that on your sister.”

He lifts me up so his gorgeous face is inches from mine. “Are you saying that you don’t hate me anymore?”

My heart leaps, and I want to follow it. I don’t know if I can be this brave.

Then I think of my father and everything he sacrificed for his happiness. I swallow the lump in my throat.

“I guess that’s what I’m saying.” I can’t hold back the smile that spreads across my face.

Adrian whoops and kisses me with passion and heat. It’s a full-mouth kiss, sending fiery shivers through my body.

“I want to clean you up.” He gets up and holds out his hand to me, and I follow him to the shower.

He sets the temperature and pushes me against the wall, his mouth fusing with mine again.

I moan against him, giving into his hungry need. He washes my hair and my entire body, then makes me bend over so he can take out the plug.

“Relax,” he says, pressing his hand on my ass.

“I feel…”

“Embarrassed? Hellion, there isn’t a part of you I haven’t seen. I’m the one who put the plug there.”

Before I can think any more about it, he takes it out.

I shyly reach for the body wash, suds my hands, and run them around his abs, his skin soft over his muscles.

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