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I rise up from the pillows. “Speaking of cucumbers…”

She pushes me back down, throwing a leg over my body as she straddles me. “Oh, no you don’t, mister. No cucumbers here. I like my dick alive and well, and definitely not green.” She reaches between my legs, my dick at half-mast but he’s perking up by the second.

“You drive a hard bargain.” I reach toward her and we kiss. It's soft, slow and passionate. Just like everything Amber does. She’s the most amazing, brave, beautiful woman I’ve ever known, and she was right under my nose this whole time.

I’ve never loved anyone like how I love her. My heart beats to a different tune whenever I think about her or hear her name. That’s what gave it away when I first fell for her. I embraced my feelings, not something I’m terribly great at doing, but my mom’s always saying that sometimes it’s the little things that count the most.

And I’m going to show her for the rest of my life that I can be that guy. The one who is completely crazy about her. She deserves to get all the things in life that she wants, and as long as she wants me by her side, I’ll be there.

“You’re everything to me, Bronc. I love you so much.”

I grip her ass, her breath hitching in her chest. “Sit on my dick and say that again.”

She grips my now hard cock and, wasting no time, slides down on it. We both groan. “I love you.”

“I love you more,Princess.Gonna show you exactly what you mean to me every single day. I’ll never stop showin’ you.”

“You already do.”

And I fall, yet again, more in love with my best friend as every second passes. Her warmth. Her glow. Everything about her I want to love and protect.

My Princess.

Forever.

EPILOGUE

Amber

One week later

Bronco laysthe stencil on my skin, over the tattoo on my wrist that I’ve despised for so long.

“Kind of poetic, isn’t it?” I muse.

Bronco looks up. “What is?”

“The day I get this covered up is the same day Vince gets arrested.”

Bronco’s nostrils flair. “Trust me, I had the boys lookin’ for him, but he’s fuckin’ slippery.”

“Bronc, you’ve done enough for me and my family.”

We don’t talk about what we know: Vince had a van with rope, tape, a taser and other “kidnapping” equipment including guns and knives. I’m convinced he was coming after me, especially after I told my entire story to the cops and they’d shared that Vince had a search history with my name all over it. He was looking for me. That bastard was going to go on one more hurrah before he ended up dead himself, or captured by the police. He’d been looking for me for a long time.

“He should do himself a favor and end it in prison,” Bronco mutters. “Just wish I’d gotten to him first.”

“You’ve done plenty, and I love you for it.”

He pecks me on the lips. “Lie back, relax, and let me know if you need me to stop at any time, okay?”

I nod. “Okay.”

I’m just glad this day has come. I’m thankful that Bronco is the one to do it. I wanted it to be him.

Bronco leans over and kisses me upside down. Fucking hot. “Then when I’m done, I’m strippin’ those little cock teasin’ shorts off you, pullin’ those panties aside, and sinkin’ my dick into that sweet pussy.”

His words. I make suggestive noises and he presses another kiss to my skin, my forehead this time. “Let’s see if you last that long,” I tease.

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