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“Right.” She takes another wobbly breath. “I don’t rank. Message received.”

Fuck. I hate this.

The rain grows harder, and I gather her in my arms, pulling her through the door. “Dammit, Cass, the only message I ever want you to receive is you belong with me.”

“No.” She shakes her head. “I’m done pretending. I have to have value.”

Dropping to my knees, I wrap my arms around her waist, pressing my cheek against the fabric of her dress, against her stomach. “How can you think you have no value to me? From our first kiss, it was real. Before that… from the moment I saw you swimming in the ocean, when your voice wouldn’t leave my mind and your body lived rent free in my head. You were my angel. That ring is yours because I bought it for you, and when I gave it to you, it was from my heart.”

Her hands grasp my arms as if she’ll push me away. “And you shut me out like I was nothing.”

My arms tighten, and I look up into her pretty, pretty eyes. “You’re everything to me. You’re the wind and the sea when I’m the rocks and the sand. You’re the calm, the soothing. You quiet the storm and make me whole. You’re the song in my head I never want to stop hearing. You’re beautiful and smart and kind. You’re priceless.”

She sniffs, and I rise slowly. Her nose is a light shade of pink, and I reach for her, cupping her face in my hand.

“I’ve only ever wanted to dry your tears, Cass. I’ve only ever wanted to hold you. I will never leave you behind.”

Her eyes blink faster, and another tear wells onto her lash, falling when she looks down. Her nose wrinkles, and she rolls her eyes away, fighting a smile. “How do you know what to say to me?”

“Because you’re mine.” Sliding my hand behind her neck, I draw her face closer, tracing my lips along her cheek. “I want to kiss you.”

It’s a hot murmur against her damp skin, and she exhales a whimper. Her fingers curl in my shirt, and she pulls me closer, lifting her chin.

Our mouths chase, and hunger takes over. She fists and jerks my shirt higher, but I catch her hands, guiding her to the stairs then lifting her off her feet.

Thunder rolls outside, as we enter the small apartment. My shirt is over my head, and I let it fall to the floor. I grip the sides of her dress, trying to get it off her.

Her fingers fumble over the buttons, unfastening them quickly so her wet dress can slip from her body. We kiss, and I pull her flush against me.

My mouth is on her shoulder, and I taste fresh rainwater on her skin. Her hands trace the lines of my body, and my cock is hard and desperate to be inside her.

Cupping her cheeks, I consume her mouth, curling my tongue with hers and nipping her lips with mine. She holds my hands, leading us to the bed, and I stop to shove my wet jeans down, stepping out of them.

“We’re making a mess…” My voice is quiet.

She puts my hands on her body. “We’ll deal with it later.”

Lifting and kneading her breasts, I turn her around so I can slide my fingers between her thighs. Her back arches against my chest, and her head is on my shoulder as I massage her clit.

I kiss the side of her neck, biting her skin gently as I roll a hardened nipple between my thumb and forefinger. She writhes and moans, and her hand slides behind her back, rubbing and pulling my cock.

“You’re going to make me come.” I groan as her hand moves faster, drawing me closer to the edge.

Pushing her forward, I line myself up at her entrance and thrust fully into her slippery, wet heat. We both hold with a moan, but I can’t stop.

Primal instinct takes over, and I’m moving fast. She’s on all fours on the bed, and I’m behind her, thrusting vigorously, chasing that intense release.

She gasps and moans as I reach between her thighs, as I kiss her between the shoulder blades, tracing my lips higher to her ear. Another loud moan, and orgasm flashes in my cock.

“I’m so fucking close,” I groan. “Come for me, Cass.”

Moving my hand faster between her legs, I breathe raggedly as my hips jerk and my thrusts drive deeper. I couldn’t stop if I tried.

A shuddering cry ripples from her chest, and her arms tremble. Her pussy breaks into spasms, and I let go, groaning loudly as I hold, my skin flush with her ass. My cock jerks and pulses, and I groan again, filling her sweet body as she trembles beneath me.

Several seconds pass as I hold her, fumbling back to Earth with the woman of my dreams in my arms.

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