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“It’s okay, really.” She smiles back as she reaches over to cover my hand with hers. “You’re not responsible for other people’s actions. I won’t take that out on you.”

Maya is the epitome of grace under pressure. She’s kind and patient, full of love and she’s funny. I’ve fallen so hard for this woman that I don’t want to ever leave her side. It’s hard to remember what life was even like before I met her.

I’m not going to leave here tonight without making her my girlfriend.

Chapter Thirty-Four

Maya

We finish eating and Garrett stands and starts cleaning up my kitchen.

“What are you doing?” I giggle as I grab his hand and pull him back.

“Helping where I can,” he answers with a shrug.

“You don’t have to do that. It can wait.”

Tonight could be the last time that I get him like this. It could be the last time he kisses me or holds me and…damn it, I deserve one last time with him.

He tugs me into him. “If you insist.”

His mouth is on mine before I can even think.

I had every intention of telling him tonight, but…this is way better.

His hands are in my hair as he pulls me closer, deepening the kiss as he moves to pin me against the kitchen table.

“I need you inside me,” I say.

My entire body is weak, and the heat pools between my thighs. I half expect him to rip my clothes off, but he doesn’t. He slows down our kisses, and his hands take their time exploring me.

“You currently have way too many clothes on,” I add.

I frantically start taking my sneakers off while pulling my hoodie over my head. He chuckles, but he’s doing the same. We’re like two horny high school kids who can’t keep their hands off each other.

“We’re in no rush, baby,” he purrs in my ear. “We have all night.”

I take a deep breath as he kisses me slowly. Maybe we do have all night, but I’m so scared that I just need to feel him. I need his touch, his kisses, to give me the strength and courage to do what I need to do.

Within minutes, we’re standing there naked in front of each other. He grabs me again, his hand on the back of my head, fingers digging into my hair as he pulls me into him. He kisses me so hungrily that my entire body is on fire. I cling to him for support.

He lifts me up before turning me around. My hands are on the kitchen table. He moves my hair away from my neck, kissing the skin gently before his other hand grips my butt cheek roughly.

“I’m not going to be gentle with this unless you tell me otherwise.”

“Stop talking and fuck me,” I purr as I look at him over my shoulder.

He chuckles, slapping my ass hard before I feel him slide his engorged cock inside me. I gasp, throwing my head back before I moan.

“Fuck, yes,” I murmur, my body shaking as he begins to thrust into me.

He grabs my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh as he moves in and out of me.

“You feel so good,” he growls, his voice low and hungry.

His fingers thread through my hair. His lips are on my neck, his teeth nibbling at the delicate skin as he ravages me.

“Oh God, Garrett!” I cry out, gripping the table tightly as he moves faster and faster.