Page 53 of Hired by Pirates

“You’re so beautiful when you’re analyzing things,” he said softly.

Leaning forward to kiss him, I flexed my thighs, rising and sinking as I worked his entire length inside me.

Nick made a rough sound, as his hands slipped out to grab my behind. Soon he was rocking with me, back and forth, in and out.

Gripping the back of his neck, I held us together for a deep, forceful kiss.

He shifted as his hips bucked up towards me, and I realized with a gasp that his body was rubbing against me exactly where I needed it to.

“That’s my girl,” he groaned, as I felt his shaft thicken as if he were very close.

That thought made me squirm and writhe, grinding our bodies together.

My hand slipped down to glide along the incredible wall of muscle across his chest and shoulders.

His smile was filthy and perfect. The blaze of his eyes was pure lust. For me.

The pressure growing inside me was almost too much, as deep tremors began to rise up from unknown places.

“That’s it, my beauty,” he groaned, his eyes, half lidded, burning into mine. “Let me feel you.”

My knees tucked into his sides as I rode him, rising up and down as my head fell forward. I watched as he stared at my bouncing breasts, then gripped my hips hard.

I had no idea it was possible to feel as this wanted. This desired.

I was his now. Completely. In every possible way.

Everything within me tightened and softened at the same time. My wail was an uncontrollable noise, as Nick yanked my mouth against his to stifle the screams.

My release was wild and unrestrained, as I felt him join me seconds later, His hot, thick explosion burst into me in deep spurts that made me tingle where they hit my insides.

Collapsing against him, he held me tight to his chest.

“I love that you’re so free, my beauty. That was the most sensual, fiery thing I’ve ever seen in all my days.”

He rolled me to lie beside him, kissing across my cheekbones, then pulling back to stare deeply into my eyes.

“I love you,” I said before he could beat me to the punch.

“I love you,” he said softly, as his thumb ran across my cheek.

He pulled my left hand from his shoulder, kissing my ring finger as he stared into my eyes. “You’re going to be my wife,” he grinned. “My ring is going to sit on that pretty little finger forever.”

“I’ll get a chain so that I can wear it around my neck whenever I have to do surgery, or something else where I have to take it off,” I said.

He chuckled, shaking us both. “Always thinking ahead. Always planning ahead. Finding a way to wear my ring, even if it’s not on your finger.”

He kissed the freckle at the corner of my mouth before whispering, “Doctor Evans, you really are a little bit of a pirate.”

~ Epilogue ~ Astor

* Eight Years Later *

“Such a good girl, Katy,” I said, patting the adorable four-year-old on the head. I had just tied a little pink ribbon around the bandage on her knee, which instantly made the tears stop.

Holding out a glass dish, I whispered, “I think one little candy won’t spoil your dinner.”

Her mother gave me a nod, and a smile of relief as Katy popped a red sweet into her mouth.

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