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Confusion twisted his face. “Don’t you wanna talk about it?”

“Yep,” I murmured, lowering down to take his bottom lip and suck gently before releasing it with a soft pop. “But not now.”

“Leesy—”

I touched my fingertips to his lips. “I wrote to you months ago and told you there’s nothing you can do to hurt me except not be honest. You lied by omission, but we’ve got one night left, and I don’t want to spend it arguing. Wewillhave a conversation, John, and you probably won’t like what I have to say, but it’ll keep until you’re home next. Thank you for telling me, it wasbetter late than never, but as for the rest, we’ll discuss it another time.”

John’s eyebrows hit his hairline. “Christ.”

I cocked my head. “What’s he got to do with it?”

His hands moved around my back to hold me still. Then John did an ab crunch until his face hovered inches from mine. The eyes I loved so much turned to liquid molten gold, and his fingers loosely gripped the back of my hair. “Elise fuckin’ Bell. The next time anybody—including Bandit— suggests you’re not strong enough to be an ol’ lady, I’m gonna tell ‘em about this moment and laugh in their faces. You’re soft, sweet, shy, and kind, but underneath, you’ve got an iron will.”

His hardness grew beneath me, making me squirm a little. I wriggled my ass, reaching down to take his hard length.

Strong hands went to my ass, and he pulled me closer, sliding deep inside.

My pussy fluttered around him, and I whispered, “John,” pushing my face into his neck.

His fingers dug into my ass, holding me still as he thrust up hard inside me, going deeper than ever before. His face dipped, catching my nipple in his mouth, and he sucked hard.

A bolt of electricity zapped from my breast to my pussy. I clenched around John’s cock, and he let out a loud groan.

I’m a sure-footed man, Leesy,” he rasped. “But every insecurity I’ve got revolves around you. Can you handle my life? The club? Are you too good for it for me? Thank God you prove me wrong every time. It makes me settle, Leesy. D’ya get me?”

I nodded with my face still mushed into his throat.

“Gonna fuck you hard,” he announced huskily. “Then we’re showering again, then I’m gonna eat you for the first time. Been hankerin’ for a taste of you but was in two minds if you’re ready for everythin’ I’ve got to give. But the world’s changin’, baby, and we’ve gotta roll with it. No more holdin’ back.”

I pulled away from his neck, sinking deeper, and stared him in the eye. “No more holding back.”

His hips thrust upward again, and my back arched, my head tipping back. Then he was on my throat, licking, sucking, and kissing every inch of soft skin. “Jesus, Leesy. You’re my heart.”

My heart fluttered again along with my pussy, and I whimpered as John drove up into me. My walls began to clench, and I felt John swell inside me, preparing to orgasm.

Then he stilled. “Jesus,” he muttered. “Forgot the wrap.”

He bucked his hip, throwing my body to one side, and reached over to the nightstand. Nabbing a condom out of the box, he ripped it open with his teeth and slipped it on. “That was close,” he said, reaching for me. Suddenly, I was flipped onto my tummy, and I squealed as John’s hand cupped my stomach and pulled me up to my knees.

My back arched as he drove inside me from behind and muttered, “Jesus, fuck, you’re tight.”

I craned my neck to watch him over my shoulder.

His jaw clenched, and the veins in his neck popped out as he threw his head back and fucked me deeper. “I’m close, baby,” he rasped, and then his finger pressed against my clit, a direct hit.

I whimpered, “Oh my God,” and my orgasm punched through me, catapulting me into the stratosphere. My nails dug into the bedsheets, and I felt him buck one last time, keeping me in place while his hips ground into me. Every nerve-ending tingled, and my blood roared through my veins as I moaned and writhed, milking every sensation for all it was worth.

My comedown was slow and sweet, the aftershocks making my heart dance. Strong arms banded around me, and John pulled me close, kissing the top of my head.

I opened my eyes, twisting my head to look at him, and murmured, “Wow.”

His chin moved, probably due to the fact he was grinning broadly. “Wow fuckin’ indeed.”

Snuggling closer, I smiled lazily. Suddenly, I was airborne. I landed across John’s shoulder with a squeak as he stood from the bed and swatted my ass. “Shower time.”

I burst out laughing, shocked at the speed he’d accosted me. “You’re wild.”

He strode into the bathroom, switched on the shower, and gently placed me on my feet. His gaze met mine, and he took my hands in his. “You get me that way, Elise. We miss out on so much and make so many sacrifices. We gotta take the good times and hold onto ‘em through the bad. Being young and wild’s a part of that. We’ve got to live, baby. We gotta whoop it up whenever we can.”

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