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CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

I’m rocked. Avery is so damned beautiful beneath me. Like an angel made for pleasure. I love the way her hair is tumbled over my pillow in dark, shiny waves, and the way her skin is pink from the heat and pleasure that I gave her.

I’ve really fucked up. This isn’t going to end well. I took a wrecking ball to the chest when she came in my arms with my cock buried deep inside of her.

Heart in my throat, I turn Avery, settling between her delicate legs, wrapping her thighs around my waist. Sliding my arms below her slender back, I cradle her. I want her eye to eye with me even though I’ll have to hold back in this position .

Blinking like her brain is coming back online, Avery’s got a tiny smile on her face. Her color is hot, her skin dotted with perspiration. Those deep, soulful eyes flutter and lock on mine.

“Wow,” she whispers. “I didn’t know you could do something like that.”

My ego tries to swell, something that happens every time Avery looks at me like I’m something special. “I hope you’re ready to come again.”

“Oh, okay, if you insist,” she says with a wicked little smile.

“I want your eyes open and on me when you come on my cock this time.”

“Bossy.”

“Not bossy. Hungry for more,” I reply.

We fall silent. Holding her in my arms, I fill her with my body until I’m hitting the deepest places inside her. All while knowing that something is happening. Something we can’t undo. Something that’s going to cause untold pain.

There’s no way we can keep up a ruse at work.

I have no fucking idea what I’m going to do about that.

And Lincoln… What the hell is he going to say?

But damned if I can make myself care right now. Right now, I’m happier than I’ve been in years. My heart finally feels something besides pain and dark desolation.

As I stroke into her, over and over, her head falls back, a low moan grows in her throat.

“Look at me, Avery.”

“I… I can’t. It’s too much.”

I growl, “Look at me.”

This time, when she does, her eyes are shining with tears. My heart is in a vice that makes the decrepit metal creak and groan .

“I know. I know,” I growl. “I fucking know.”

Her orgasm comes in a hard, long wave. Her eyes shine brighter, but never leave mine. I come deep inside of her, filling her with hot jets of my seed, letting go, resigning myself to whatever madness this is.

Because there’s no going back now.

I’m not letting her go.