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“I want you, Matty,” she muttered as she came up for air. “I want you so fucking much it hurts.”

I pressed kisses all over her face. “You sure, firecracker?”

“I have never been more sure of anything.”

Fuck, she was making me so fucking hard.

I didn’t stop till I carried her to my bedroom and placed her gently on the bed with my body draped over hers.

She was so soft and supple under my touch.

“Matty,” she breathed when my lips left hers. Her hazel eyes pooled with love and trust as they peered at me.

Within seconds, our clothes were off, and she was bare and aching and wet underneath me.

God, she was so fucking beautiful.

Her cheeks pinkened when my eyes took in her beautiful body, a sight I would never get tired of looking at because every part of her was so damn beautiful.

Her pink lips were swollen from our kiss down to her delicate neck, which sloped to her full round breasts with dusky rose tips. Her slim waist and her wide hips and her adorably small legs and thick thighs with her dripping pussy burning for my cock.

Everything about her was breathtakingly beautiful.

I was never letting her go in this lifetime, even if she begged. There was no going back now. Sierra was mine, forever.

CHAPTER 35

SIERRA

Matty was looking at me like I was the air he breathed, and my entire body felt like it was on fire under his heavy gaze.

I had never felt more alive.

My eyes went to his beautiful body kneeling over my hips, the sharpness of his jaw to his smoldering eyes to his thick throbbing cock, heavy between his thighs, his piercing shining with his glistening precum.

A new wave of heat coursed through me, knowing it would be inside me soon.

But my heart stopped when it neared his chest, right at the spot I had signed my name not too long ago.

“What did you do?” I asked, gaping at my name tattooed on his chest.

He frowned before his eyes followed my gaze, and he smiled. “My girl wrote it,” he said simply like it wasn’t a big fucking deal.

He draped his body over me once again, and a hiss left my lips when his cock touched my thighs.

“You’re so beautiful, firecracker,” he said, his nose touching mine.

“So are you,” I muttered, taking in his eyes. “I love you so fucking much, Matty. I don’t think I’ve ever loved anything more, not even my game.”

“I love you too, firecracker,” he whispered. “Love you so damn much, more than my drums.”

He kissed me again, and my knees fell apart as he settled himself between me.

“You sure you want this?” he questioned. “We have all the time in the world, Sierra.”

“I just want you, Matty.” I smiled. “I trust you, and I love you, and I want to experience everything with you.”

He nodded, smiling back, but it didn’t last long when the air charged with need and love.