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He drops to his knees, pulling my foot up to take off my shoes.

“I was kidding. Stop it.”

He chuckles as I kick him.

“Baby, I need you to get naked now. I want to own you.”

Pulling my bottom lip into my mouth, I look up at him. “Do you think maybe we can try a blow job first? I know it’s a trigger for me, but I want to work past it.”

He nods as he stands. Then he takes my hand, pulling me into the living room. He begins to undress, prompting me to do the same.

When we are both naked, he pulls a pillow from the couch and lies on the floor in front of him.

“This is all about you, so don’t worry about me,” he tells me, pulling me in for a kiss.

I kiss him back before sinking to my knees.

For a brief second, I have a flash of William.

Then I look up and see the man who loves me standing above me.

My life is so different now. He is different.

Slowly, I reach out, grabbing his dick. Then I lick the tip. Taking my time, I suck him into my mouth. I don’t do it for long. I’m not completely healed from my trauma, but the few minutes I manage are enough for me. It’s enough for me to know that I hold all the power. I might not be one hundred percent yet, but I’m getting there a little more each day.

I’m slightly shaking from the attempt, but Harrison holds me through it, letting me calm myself back down. He whispers words of reassurance to me. Telling me how much he loves me. How brave I am.

He is the perfect man.

When I finally feel up to it, he makes love to me. Not fast and rough like I love, but something more intimate.

Slow. Steady. He stares into my eyes, and I stare into his.

When we reach our peak, we do so together, both calling out the other’s name.

It’s exactly what I needed.

Then again, Harrison always gives me what I need.

epilogue

Two Months Later

“Please, Harrison. Stop teasing me,”I moan, trying to arch up into him.

His hand presses down on my stomach. “Patience, Queen Bee.”

My eyes fall closed as he sucks my clit into his mouth. God, he loves to drive me insane.

Everyone keeps saying the honeymoon phase will wear off, but I have yet to see it yet. Harrison is insatiable. He’s constantly trying to find somewhere to fuck me.

I can’t even tell you how many times someone has walked in on us because he forgot to lock a door.

He continues to tongue me, working me up to that familiar high. Only, he doesn’t push me over. Instead, he slows down again, edging me until I’m screaming for it.

It’s his favorite game. See how far he can push me until I threaten to castrate him.

I know how to do it too. Wrath taught me.

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