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“I need you inside me,” she moans. “Now.”

“Yes, ma’am. Don’t move a muscle.”

With incredible speed, I strip out of my clothes and fit myself with a condom.

The second I enter her, I groan at the contact. “Nothing’s better than being inside you. Feeling your walls ripple around me. Clutching me tightly.”

“So full,” she moans.

Our fingers twine together above her head and I pound into her relentlessly.

The sensations coursing through me are almost too much. With every thrust of my hips, it’s more passionate. More powerful. Slowing down and taking my time with her isn’t an option.

She wraps her legs around my hips, changing our angle in a way that intensifies it even more. I release one hand and she immediately moves to rubbing my chest.

“I love your body,” she sighs.

I grunt, pistoning my hips and tweaking her nipple, making her cry out.

“I’m close,” she says. “So close.”

“Yes. Come for me, sweetheart.”

Moments later, her walls tighten around me and I follow behind her, coming so hard I see stars.

After we’ve regained our breath, she rolls us over and kisses all over my chest and stomach then throws a leg over and straddles me.

“I need to tell you something.”

“You can tell me anything.”

She leans down and kisses me and when she sits up again, the look in her eyes sends my heart hammering in my chest.

“What is it?”

Naomi sucks in a breath and licks her lips. “I love you, Brock. Not just because of how you protect me and care for me, but the way you make me feel inside. I’m sorry it took me so long to realize it. I’m sorry that it took me so long for my eyes to open to you. This, what we have and the way we are together, it feels right. I won’t lose this second chance I’ve been given.”

My voice is gravelly when I say, “I love you so much, Naomi.”

“I know. Not just because you said the words. Ifeelit. I’ve never felt so loved before you.”

I doubt she realizes how good it feels to hear her say those words.

“I love you,” I say again because I can’t stop. I won’t stop.

“I love you,” she replies.

“Say it again.”

She grins and with her lips against mine says, “I love you, Brock. So much.”

It’s like a balm to my soul.

Hearing her tell me she loves me and allowing me to love her in return? It’s indescribable.

Epilogue

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