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I place my mouth on hers in a soft, sweet kiss that quickly turns into much more. Her arms come around my neck, clinging to me. I lower her onto her back in my bed.

Emryn wrenches her mouth from mine. “Hurry, Ben,” she murmurs.

“Not this time, baby.” I kiss her soundly. “I’m going to take my time. It’s going to go nice and slow, so I can cherish you the way you deserve.”

“Baby—” She gasps when my lips find the sensitive spot on her neck.

“Hush, Emmy. Let me love you.”

Her eyes close and I let my lips roam over her neck, then slowly undress her as my hands wander over her body, inch by inch revealing her creamy flesh. Painstakingly, I take my time, reveling in every moan, mewl, and quiver that I elicit from her. Each sound moves me closer and closer to my own intense need to be inside her, but I want this to go slow. Emryn deserves to feel cherished, and I’m the man to give that to her.

Emryn

If this is a dream, I never want to wake up. Blade makes me feel like I’m the only person in his world, as he is in mine. His gentle touch, the whisper of his lips on my skin, his warm breath on my body, is magnified a thousand times over. Wetness pools between my thighs, and when his mouth finds my core, he moans against my clit. My body reacting instantly, my hips shifting beneath him, silently begging for more.

I come undone, his tongue still working its magic on my pussy. Blade rides me through my orgasm, but he doesn’t stop teasing my clit, and the spark that was recently quenched rises again.

“Oh, Ben!” I moan, “I can’t.” I don’t think I have it in me to come again, but Blade isn’t a man who admits defeat.

“I need to hear you come again. It’s like sweet music, Emmy. I love the way you moan my name. One more, baby. This time with me inside you,” he says. I feel his thick, hard cock slide through the slickness between my legs. He slides inside me, slow and gentle. Once he’s rooted deep inside me, he frames my face in his hands, kissing my lids, my cheeks, and then taking my mouth in a passionate kiss.

I love this man. I love him for all that he is and all that he makes me feel. I want to say the words, but I’m terrified, and instead, kiss him back, hoping my body tells him what my mouth isn’t capable of saying.

When Ben begins to move, his thrusts start off slow and steady until we’re both at a fevered pitch when we both come together. Tears of joy stream down my cheeks at the sheer beauty of what he makes me feel.

As Ben kisses my tears away, he murmurs, “Did I hurt you, baby?”

I shake my head. “No, you were perfect. Thank you.”

Ben chuckles. “Don’t know what you’re thanking me for, beautiful. In case you didn’t notice, I was right there with you. And perfect is exactly what we have.”

We lie in each other’s arms, and Ben drifts off to sleep. His breathing steadies, and his features soften while he slumbers. My fingers rest on his handsome face as I pray that my brother won’t take Ben away from me.

My brother has caused too much trouble in the past, but can I protect Ben from Ryan’s manipulative charm? Ryan doesn’t try to make a mess of out my life, yet somehow, I always lose out. I can’t lose Ben, not now that I know how much I love him.

Tomorrow, I decide. I’ll tell him everything tomorrow.

There’s a pounding at the door, and on the other side, a deep voice calls for Blade. “Blade! Brother, wake up. Problem! Guard wants us all downstairs. We’re gonna ride.”

Blade leaps to his feet, grabs his jeans from the floor, yanks them on, and turns the knob. “Cover up,” he tells me before opening the door. “What’s happening?”

“Aaron was attacked last night. Saint is seeing to him now. This doesn’t go unpunished,” I hear War say.

“I’ll be down in five,” Blade responds.

“You’ve got two minutes. Guard’s beyond pissed,” War says.

“Got it.” Blade shuts the door, reaches for his T-shirt and leather jacket, and comes to the side of the bed. His fists come down on the mattress, his face hovering over my wide-eyed expression. “Don’t leave the club, babe. I’ll be back as soon as I can.”

“What’s going on?”

“Club business, babe. Promise me,” he demands. I can see that he’s in a rush to leave, and although I want to know more, this isn’t the time.

“I promise,” I whisper. He kisses me quickly and is out the door in a blink of an eye.

Sixteen

Let’s Ride

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