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“This is the best feelingin the world, baby.Being inside you, having you beneath me, thisis what I want more than anything.I’ve got to have you, and Idon’t want it to ever stop.”He cried out as he slammed inside her,pressing his face against her neck.

Letting go of her hands, he wrappedhis arms around her neck, holding her close.Rose scored his backwith her nails, and he growled at the slight pain.

Going deeper, he knew it wasn’t goingto be long before he found his release.Pulling away once again, hestared into her eyes, and watched her as he found his owncompletion.Rose moaned but didn’t come again.Guilt hit him asthis was supposed to be about her, and not him.

When it was finished, he remained insideher but made sure most of his weight was off her.Rose turned herhead, smiling at him.

“You held back from me,” shesaid, cuppinghis cheek.

“I made love to you.Iwanted you to come along with me.”He held onto her hand, staringinto her eyes.

“You don’t need to treat melike a china doll.I’m not going to break.”

Hardy stared into her eyes.“We’venever done this, sat and talked.”

“We’re not exactlysitting.”

“You know what Imean.”

“I know.It’s just hard at times.I don’t know what to say to you, and you confuse me all the time,”she said.

“I’m about to tell you something,and I don’t want you to get angry.”

“I won’t.”

“You kept diaries, and I foundthem in the loft.”

Rose smiled.“You’ve been reading them,”she said.

“You knew?”

“I went to the loft the other daylooking for them, and saw the box had been moved.When I askedBaker or Fighter, they hadn’t touched them.I knew it was you.Thisis what I’ve gotten for you reading my diaries?”

“You’re not pissed?”heasked.

“At first I was.I was sodamn angry that you’d invaded my privacy, and then I couldn’t careabout it.What I wrote in those books was because I couldn’t tellyou about it.”

“It made me understand you inways I didn’t think were possible.It gave me an insight into whoyou are.”

“Then I’m glad, even if it is scary to knowthat you’ve been part of my worst thoughts.”

“I never thought you werebad,” he said.

“Even when I wanted thatwoman dead?”

“Even then.I got you.Iunderstand what you meant, and the pain you were feeling.It mademe realize how much shit you were trying to handle all at the sametime.I just want to tell you, baby, it didn’t.I wanted you.Onlyyou.I love you, not anyone else.”

Rose licked her lips, and glanceddown, looking at his chest.

“She could give youeverything.”

“She wasn’t you.I don’t give afuck what she could give me, Rose.I only ever loved you.When ithappened, and I was doing what I did, I was screaming at myself tostop.”Hardy gritted his teeth as a sudden wave of sadness grippedhim.“I didn’t know what I was doing or even thinking.It was all ablur, and even as I was messing up, all I could think about wasyour face.We’d been coming apart, and I remember you kept askingfor shit, and not even stuff like a new kitchen.You were askingfor dates, for time, for everything, and I was so used to bitchesjust being there without any of that shit that I knew I was failingyou.”He chuckled.

“Failing me?”

“You weren’t just happy with meputting my ring on your finger, and taking my cock.For a long timeall I’d everhad to do was crook my finger and women did as they were told, andI loved it.You, I loved more than anything.I loved you with allmy heart, and my head was screwing with me.I panicked because youwere asking for stuff I didn’t even know if I could give you.Suddenly, I wasn’t this big badass biker who could do what hewanted, and my woman would just fall in line.I was someone else,someone who couldn’t give you everything, and make sure you weresmiling.I was this asshole biker, who’d seen you at a party andsnapped you up.There were men out there that would take you awayfrom me, give you the dinners, the dates, and the life that you’vebeen craving, because I didn’t have it in me to give it toyou.”

“What changed?”

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