Page 253 of The Valiant Knight

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“Mine,” she admitted, and it gave him so much of a thrill that he couldn’t believe it.

When she stroked him through his pants, his body reacted. It always would. No matter what, Gabby would always pull that response from him.

This was love.

He needed this to never end.

“Please keep touching me,” he whispered as his body ached for her touch.

She was honest.

“I could get addicted to this.”

Oh, well, he was good with that.

When she flicked open the button on his pants, Finn held his breath. In his head, he was willing her to keep touching him.

Then, the most amazing thing happened. Her hand slipped into his pants, and she gave him that intimate squeeze that promised what was to come.

HIM.

He moaned as she stroked him.

There was no doubt that Finn would never forget this moment.

He’d found his solace and peace.

As she lowered his zipper after flicking open the button on his pants, he was poised on the edge of losing control.

“I like my cops naked,” she said.

Oh, he could do that. If she wanted him naked, she was getting him naked.

A.

LOT.

As he pushed off of the bed, Finn noticed that she watched him with such heat.

There was love there.

It made him harder.

“I love seeing you in my bed, Gabby,” he said. “I feel special.”

She was honest.

“You are special. You were made to be mine. You’ve saved me more than you know.”

Her words touched him.

Now, he knew he could never let her go. Once her scent was on his sheets, she had to stay in his bed.

“I love you,” she said.

Oh, well, he felt the same.

“Mo ghràdh,” he whispered over and over again.