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I admit the truth only she’s allowed to know. “I’ve been scared twice in my life—when I almost lost you after Louis was born and last night.”
She nods as her arms and legs coil tight around me, ensuring I stay buried inside of her. As if I’d fucking want to be any place else.
“I was scared too.”
Her fear guts me. My only reason for existing is to protect my family, and I fucking failed. “I should never have left you.”
“You were checking on our son.”
Adoration shines bright in her brilliant sapphire eyes. I may screw up a lot of shit but I love that boy and I’m grateful she has no doubts about my devotion to him or her any longer.
“I shouldn’t have drank so much, especially without eating.”
I cup her exquisite face, flushing with shame that I refuse to allow. Or to turn into tears. “We both fucked up.”
“You didn’t–”
I cover her mouth with mine and kiss her deep. Putting that sweet pink tongue to better use. I don’t want to argue anymore. We’ve made up and now we’ll make love. I pump into her gently and leisurely, all the time in the world with our housekeeper keeping Louis busy making cookies. After hearing what happened last night, the older woman was quick to agree to my request for some extended time alone with my wife.
My pace picks up from Eden’s moans, breaking my resolve to be slow and sweet. I just can’t seem to control myself with her when she responds with such hunger to my touch. When her hands roam to my hair and yank the damp strands in her frenzy, I lose all restraint and pound into her. Her whisper of agreement confirms her approval. “You know who you belong to baby girl.”
“You.” Possessive lips suck on my shoulder as I lift her perfect ass to fully seat myself inside her. “I’m yours. Only and always yours.”
Despite her panting from trying to keep up with my ferocity, no ambiguity flutters in her voice. The tone is clear and confident, the way I love for my queen to sound regarding my feelings for her. “You ever forget again there will be hell to pay.”
I like her carefree laugh against my skin, challenging me and my edict.
“I love your hell as much as I love your prison.”
Six fucking years, and I fall even more in love with her every single day. Surprised she doesn’t realize after all this time, that it’s her who’s captured me. “Come on wisp, let’s get you off so we can go see our son.”
A few twists of my thumb on her clit and she obeys my command, exploding underneath me. I follow immediately with my own release knowing my world is right again.