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Moving to her vanity table, she pickedup her hairbrush and started to comb through her damp locks.“Whatwould you like to talk about?”

“I want to move back in.Idon’t want to stay at the club anymore.”

Rose stared at him in her mirror.Herheart was racing, and her pussy was slick with cream.She wasaroused just by him being in her home.

“You want to livetogether?”

“I want us to live witheach other, and to give us a chance.I’m not asking to be in yourbed, Rose.I want to.I want you in my arms, and I want to makelove, and to fuck you any chance I get, but I’m not going topressure you.I love you, and I’m going to prove to you that I’mnot the same asshole who fucked up all those years ago.”

She licked her dry lips as Hardystood, moving toward her.He bent down on one knee, taking herhand.

“I want us to be a family.That baby is half of me, Rose.I want to give you and our son ordaughter a chance.”

He cupped her cheek, running his thumbacross her flesh.

She pressed her face against his palm.“I love you, Hardy.”

Hardy stood, and Rose did so as well.She ran her fingers down the leather of his jacket, loving thescent of him.Without giving herself time to think, she pushed theleather from his shoulders.

“Rose, babe, what are youdoing?”

“I want this, and I wantyou.”

“No.”He grabbed her hands,stilling her movements.

“You don’t wantme?”

“I want you.”He took herhand pressing it against the hard length of his cock.“I want youmore than you can even begin to believe.You’re a drug, Rose, and Ineed my next fix.”

“I want to give you yournext fix.”

He still held her hands stopping her.“I don’t want you to be my drug.After a couple of hours of beinghigh, what do I get?I’m left with nothing.I’m going to prove toyou that’s there’s more to us than you think.I loveyou.”

“I need you,Hardy.”

Hardy pushed her against the wall,trapping her hands above her head.She whimpered, her need was sostrong.

“I’ll take care of yourneeds, but Ican wait.”He stroked his hand down her arm, going over her breast.Hardy flicked her nipple, and that simple action had her cryingout, wanting more.This was how it always was with Hardy.Theattraction had never dissipated.They were bound to each other inmore ways than marriage.She believed they were true soul-mates.“You were always this responsive to me.I loved it, and I still do,Rose.It didn’t matter how many men watched us, or what anyone elsedid.You always wanted me, only me.”

“I never wanted anyoneelse, Hardy.I still don’t.”

She’d been more than willing to datesomeone just to try to hurt Hardy.Then she’d thought twice aboutdating someone else.What was the point?She’d go from hurtingHardy to hurting the person she was using.Rose wasn’t a viciousperson, nor was she manipulative.She didn’t know who’d she’dturned into the past year, but she didn’t recognize herself.Shedidn’t want to hurt anyone, not even Hardy, not really.

He slid his fingers over herbeaded nipple, and she shuddered at the contact.Rose neededhim.Sheneeded him to fuck her.

“I want you.”

“Not tonight, not yet.When Ifuck you, Rose, you’re going to have my ring back on your finger,and you’re going to let me back in here.”He pressed his hand overher heart.“I’m not going to accept anything less.”Hardy leaned inclose so his nose was against her throat.“It doesn’t mean I can’tplay, and give you what you need.”

“I need you,Hardy.”

He caressed down her body going to thefront of her ratty old shirt.The shirt went to mid-thigh.Shecouldn’t look away from him as he teased his fingers slid up theinside of her left thigh.Gasping, Rose would have fallen if ithadn’t been for Hardy’s hands holding her up.He cupped her pussy,slipping his fingers beneath the fabric of her panties, slidingover her slit, up to her clit.Hardy circled the bud then slid downto her cunt.

“You’re wet for me, baby.Tell me what you want me to do.”

“I want you, Hardy.I wantyou pushing me against the bed and fucking me so hard that I’mscreaming for it.”

“Keep going.”

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