Page 116 of Filthy Love

No truer words.

Gia was quiet except for a hum, her fingers lazily moving over his sides. Hawk didn’t want to raise his head and see regret in her eyes.

He’d held out longer than any man ever would.

Maybe he should have—

“You’re thinking loudly, Colton.” The sweetness of her pleasure-soaked voice caressed him.

“I’m thinking the right amount for a guy who just got his skull fucked off.”

Maybe in the harsh light of day she’d realize who she let into her body.

Hefting himself up, he found her bathroom and strode back into the bedroom holding a warm cloth slightly damp.

“Is it always like that?” She asked quietly, curiosity in her tone as she allowed him to part her legs and clean her off and pat her dry with a second towel.

Hawk kept his head on his task, her pussy was so fucking lovely he probably cleaned her way too much.

What a pervert.

But he answered her truthfully.

“Never.”

“I thought so,” he could hear her smile. “It’s never been that way for me.”

He reverberated a dismissal in the back of his throat. As far as he was concerned his little bit hadn’t experienced any other body inside hers and he was sticking to it. He wasn’t a modern man, he could give a fuck if he was outdated. Any other woman could fuck herself raw and he wouldn’t have an opinion about her enjoying herself. His Gia was as pure as the fucking driven snow on angel’s wings. End of story.

A strange yearning inside his chest made him heel a hand over his breastbone.

Hawk was so familiar to the battering of obsession that this feeling he’d never factored to experiencing. Love so fucking strong he knew it could bring him to his knees if she crooked her little finger.

Jesus, he was done for, wasn’t he? A complete imbecile in love and what do you know, he didn’t scowl, didn’t feel an ounce of remorse.

He just wanted to repeat the process.

But what the fuck did he do now he’d had her?

Hawk’s heart raced.

“Hawk?” She sounded dreamy and satisfied, he wanted to bottle that sound, so he had something to listen to when he was forced to jerk off.

“Yeah?” He rasped.

“Come back to bed.”

Naked, he walked through the darkness and climbed back into her bed.

Into the light with Gia.

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

“If these are the sins of a monster, I’ll sin for a lifetime.” - Gia

“Shhh... I’m whispering …because I am.” The phone in one hand, and the comforter clutched over her chest, Gia stole a quick glance at the man sleeping silently in her bed.

Her belly flopped over triple time remembering just what they’d done twice more in the middle of the night.

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