When she was close to the edge, I slowed down, changing the pace to deliberate, torturous thrusts so we could savor every inch, every pulse, and every shudder.
Amelia’s nails clawed at my back.
When I bit her ear, she whimpered, “Why always my ear?”
“If I do this, you wrap tighter around me.” I teased.
Despite her annoyance, she moaned and trembled in my arms.
My pace became more demanding.
I gave her everything.
Every second, every agonizing minute I had spent away from her, I made her feel it.
How much I needed and craved her. How much she belonged to me.
Amelia shattered.
She came with a strangled moan, her body convulsing, gripping me with brutal intensity.
I followed her into bliss, plunging deep as I spilled into her body, my mind fracturing from the sheer force of my release.
The water poured over us, but all I felt was her.
She sagged against me, her heartbeat thrumming against my chest. “Let’s move to the bedroom.”
Surprised, a slow, wicked smile spread across my lips.
Had I almost forgotten how addicted she was to me, just as much as I was to her?
I didn’t need to be told twice.
With ease, I carried her out of the shower and spent the entire night taking her again and again.
Later that morning, we lay tangled in bed. Amelia scrolled through her phone, and I traced invisible patterns on her bare skin with my fingertips.
I loved her.
I loved these mornings with her. When the world was quiet, and it was just the two of us.
“Oh my God!” Her surprised exclamation jolted me out of my relaxed trance.
I raised a brow. “What is it?”
Amelia abruptly sat up, her naked skin glowing in the golden morning light, and just like that, my focus completely derailed.
But she shoved her phone in front of my face, blocking my view of her perfect body.
“This is the woman who sent me the information about the case!”
Frowning, I took the phone and read the headline she was pointing at.
Radio Star Vivienne Mercer Suspected of Murder!
The cover line read:
“And not only that… sources reveal that her so-called marriage to the renowned detective Jace Knox was nothing but a fake marriage!”