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“I’m falling for you,” I admitted softly against his lips.

His body stilled for a split second. A heartbeat passed. “I have already fallen for you.”

Later, much later, I’d realize I had already given this man my heart long before I realized.

I drowned in his dark gaze, finding safety in them I never thought possible. His tongue swept over my bottom lip and before I even realized what was happening, my body pressed against his, greedy for him.

“Don’t ever leave, Wynter,” he murmured, brushing his nose against mine.

I couldn’t promise him that. Not yet. My heart wanted to stay with him forever, but I knew there were things I had to resolve. But I couldn’t think about that now.

So I gave him everything but words. Pushing my hands up his back, I roamed my palms over his muscles, feeling them contract under his suit. He was kissing me with the sweetest pull as he captured my top lip gently between his. My mouth parted and a moan climbed up my throat. My heartbeat danced happily and I lost myself in the sensation.

My tongue brushed against his lower lip and a groan came from deep in his chest. His hands tightened around me and he deepened the kiss. His tongue slid between my lips and explored my mouth. Every single inch of it.

He cupped the back of my head, angling my head as he kissed me harder and deeper. My pulse thundered in my ears and my chest. He was consuming me and I happily let him. He was the air in my lungs.

“I love you.” The words slipped. His dark gaze sought out mine and I held it. A shiver rolled through me, worried I’d ruined the moment. But I wouldn’t take the words back.

I didn’t know if it was an infatuation kind of love or the kind that stayed with you forever. All I knew was that I wanted to give him everything I had and take his all. Protect him. Love him. Make him laugh. I wanted to share it all with him.

“Are you sure?” I locked eyes with him and nodded. I never did anything halfway, and I wouldn’t start now.

“Yes.” If he didn’t want my love, now was the time for him to say it.

“I love you too.” His nose touched mine, brushing against it back and forth. Then he pressed his forehead to mine, his eyes boring into me. “It’s like you’re a part of me and I have been looking for you all along.”

My soul trembled at such a beautiful admission.

Then his lips took mine again as he lifted me up and walked me over to the bed filled with roses.

CHAPTER21

Basilio

She loves me.

Trust shone in Wynter’s beautiful eyes and my chest fucking squeezed. I had never wanted anything as I did this woman. I barely knew her but she spoke to my essence. It was like a part that was missing came back to me and put me back together.

As I lowered her onto the bed, my cock strained against my pants. I got rid of my jacket and discarded it soundlessly on the floor. Then I took off my holster and put it on the nightstand. Her eyes darted to it for a fraction of a second, but she wasn’t scared.

Instead, her hungry eyes returned to me. Her hands reached out and her fingers fumbled with the buttons on my vest, so I helped her. My shirt followed.

“You’re so beautiful,” she whispered, her fingers trailing over my abs. I climbed on top of her, claiming her lips. She tasted perfect, like an addictive brand of honey. I needed to own her completely. I helped her out of her dress.

I knew she was stunning. I saw it that night at The Eastside. But she still took my breath away. I let my eyes trail over her, memorizing every single inch of her.

“You’re mine,” I growled, watching her hungrily. She looked like an angel, her golden hair spread around her and her eyes shining like diamonds.

“You’re mine too,” she claimed and nothing was more true. I was only hers. For the rest of my days.

I hooked my fingers in her panties and pushed them down her slim legs.

“Bas, take your clothes off too,” Wynter begged, her lust-filled eyes on me. I loved how she didn’t pretend to be shy. She gave and she took. So I stood up and got out of my clothes.

Her legs parted and her eyes on me, she looked like a virgin sacrifice, hungry for pleasure. She was so petite; I worried I’d break her. Yet, I saw firsthand how strong her body was. The glow from the city below us shone onto her naked body, and I had never seen anything so achingly beautiful.

I shifted down her body and hovered my mouth over her breasts. Wynter arched her back and it made her slick pussy rub against my abs.