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She bucks, crying out.

Then, because I’m a masochist, I let the tip of my cock slide between her folds. I sink into her, not going far.

I’m playing at fucking her.

But even the tip being inside her feels amazing. She clenches around me, trying to pull me in deeper which pulls a low groan from my chest.

I grab my cock with my other hand, pumping it again. It’s as close as I can come to fucking her without really sinking inside her.

Next time.

Next time, I’ll tease her until she promises to be just mine, mine forever, and then I’ll sink so deep inside her, I’ll brand her as mine alone.

But right now… I can’t tease because we’re both careening toward the end, her body shaking under mine.

“That’s it,” I force the words out between gritted teeth. This is why I can’t stay away. It’s too good. “Fuck, Bella, baby, cum for me, sweetheart. Cum all over me.”

She breaks apart on a broken sob, her body following my command without question.

My own cum erupts from my cock, and I just manage to pull out, spraying hot cum all over her ass crack.

It’s dirty and hot and I’m still pumping cum into the crevice when I slide my thumb through the mess, spreading it evenly over her skin.

I’m marking my fucking territory.

“Baby,” I say, my voice unusually rough with emotion. I’m bending over her back. “I appreciate what you said about my family. And I know how you feel about yours. But neither changes what I’m going to do for you. For us.”

“What are you going to do for us?”

I finally let my cock go, my hand sliding up the silky skin of her back. “I’m going to protect you.... Keep you safe.”

She draws in a deep breath as she lays her cheek over her folded arms. “I’m trying to be strong, Gris. But I don’t even know who to trust.”

I hear the tremor, and it breaks me. I nuzzle her ear, pressing my chest to her back. “You can trust me. I promise.”

I feel the rigidity returning to her muscles. “Except we both know I can’t, Gris. We started this with you telling me that you’d tell my whole family about Hawaii if I didn’t end my engagement.”

That is true. “Things have changed.”

She shakes her head, her hair tickling my nose. “I don’t want to stop. You make me feel so good. And I trust you with my body. Implicitly. But with everything else…”

My eyes slide closed. “If you can trust me with your body, maybe it’s telling you that you can trust me, period.”

“I don’t…”

“Think about it. Have you ever put any faith in Preston?”

She’s silent and I know I made a point she’s considering. But I also understand that it might be time I didn’t just tell.

It might be time I showed her that she can trust me.

It’s going to require a rather large gesture. I don’t know quite what it will be yet, but I do know that whatever it is, my family is likely going to kill me.

Then again, I’m a smart guy. I make plans happen. Am I big enough and tough enough, smart enough, to thread the needle between the Kincaids and the Smiths?

We’re all about to find out.

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

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