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it.”
    That made me cry harder.
    “You always say the best things,” I said through my tears, laughing a little. “You should write novels or something.”
    He joined me in laughter.
    “I’d be a terrible writer. I’d give everyone happy endings.”
    “What’s wrong with that?”
    “Life isn’t like that. Most people don’t get happy endings.”
    I kissed both his cheeks. “But we will,” I said, holding his face like he was holding mine. It didn’t even matter that Carl was here. It wouldn’t matter if we were in a stadium full of people. In my world, just the two of us existed right now.
    “I’m going to do everything in my power to make that happen.” He kissed me again, and then Carl cleared his throat to get our attention. We both turned in unison.
    “Where shall I take you?” he asked. He’d been driving this whole time without a destination.
    “I have class later,” I said, staring back at Fin.
    “I can be fast,” he whispered in my ear, sending shivers down my spine.
    “The apartment please, Carl,” Fin said, not taking his eyes off my face.
    “Think you can bend your no contact rule?” he asked me.
    “Just this once.” I’d be more than happy to bend it till it broke.
     

     
    There wasn’t much time for sweet seduction. As soon as Fin got the door open, he ordered me to take my clothes off. I did and headed for the bedroom as he loosened his tie and took off his belt. We had less than an hour, but I was hoping to have him at least twice.
    “Get on the bed on your stomach,” he said, and I hurried to do what he said. He closed the curtains and turned on the chandelier, like always. I hummed with anticipation as I heard the drawer in his closet open. Was he getting something out to use on me? What would it be?
    “I’m going to fuck you fast and hard the first time, do you understand?” I nodded and he ran his hand down my back.
    “I’ve missed you, Mari Cherry. Missed your body. Missed everything about you. Although I enjoyed those little shows you put on for me.” Hell, we’d both enjoyed those.
    He stroked down my backside and then grabbed my ankles, angling me so my feet were on the floor and my chest was still on the bed.
    “Spread your legs.” I did so. I wanted to tell him how much I missed him, but I kept my mouth shut.
    His hand drifted down between my thighs and went right where I needed him. He slid two fingers inside me and used his thumb on my clit. I bit the back of my knuckle so I wouldn’t make a sound. I came so hard and so fast that I wasn’t even aware of the climax until I was in the middle of it.
    “A little pent up, are we?” he said with a chuckle as the last wave dissipated, and I collapsed even further into the mattress. Before I had a moment to recover, he was pulling down his zipper and plunging inside of me. My back arched at the sudden intrusion, but it was good. So good.
    “God, I missed being inside you,” he said, and I waited for him to move, but he stayed still, filling me, moving his hips just a little. “I never want to leave.”
    I didn’t want him to. And then he did, putting a hand on my back and slamming out and then back in so hard I knew I’d have bruises. I welcomed every one.
    He’d never been this rough with me, but I wanted to ask him to be rougher. Go faster. More, more, more.
    Neither of us lasted long, and my second orgasm pummeled me so hard I thought I was going to die. He let out a string of curses behind me and then something warm was dripping on my back.
    He’d never come on me before. It felt . . . animalistic. Like he was marking me as his.
    “Don’t move,” he said, and I froze. Not that I could move if I wanted to. My muscles and bones were on vacation. If the building was on fire, I didn’t think I could leave this bed.
    “You’re mine, you know that? Mine.” Yes. I was his. And I wanted him to be mine.
    He walked around the other side of the bed and tipped my chin up so I was looking at him. He’d