f guilt for wanting her the way I did while she wasn’t even thinking about sex. What was my reaction supposed to be? I had the woman of my dreams underneath me, her ass pressed against my sack, and I got to touch her soft flesh. It was a privilege to be touching her though, especially after the day she had.

“I’d do anything for you, Lucy.” It was the truth. I wanted nothing more than to give her anything and everything she wanted. I had the means to do so, but Lucy was the kind of woman that didn’t need material things, she needed affection, she needed someone to show her that she mattered.

I’d be that someone. I’d be that person to give her everything she needed for her heart. I’d take care of it, hold it gently, fill it with memories and affection, so her heart was always full, and there was never a doubt in her mind that she wasn’t absolutely, positively adored.

“I’m starting to realize that,” she said, stretching her fingers until she touched my thigh. Her eyelids fluttered shut, and a yawn escaped her, proving how tired she was. The bruise on her cheek was getting worse as the seconds ticked by. “I’m falling in love with you,” she mumbled sleepily.

I’d never heard that from a woman before. My brain stopped working, my hands stopped moving, and for the first time in my life, I was truly content. “I am already in love with you, Lucy.”

But she didn’t say anything back. “Lucy,” I shook her, but my beautiful woman was already asleep, her breath even and calm. Her body was at peace. I lifted myself off her and grabbed the comforter at the end of the bed, and covered us, waiting for the blanket to keep our warmth in. She moved against me, nestling her head until she was on my chest and draped her leg over me.

Yeah, I was no doubt in love with this woman.

And I protected what I loved.

Brian was in my line of sight, and if push came to shove, I wouldn’t hesitate to pull the trigger.

Chapter Twenty

Lucy

I woke up the next morning, wrapped around Godrick’s body. The sun warmed the bedroom as it peeked through the curtains, and a ray of light shined on our bodies. I was hot, my skin sticking to his, but I didn’t have the heart to move. I was comfortable, and being pressed against him made all the worry in my soul rest. My wrists ached this morning, and my cheek throbbed a bit, but having him here made me feel so much better.

I swirled my fingers through his chest hair. He had just the right amount. Not too hairy, not too thick, but enough to make me feel like I was lying next to a man, not a boy, and Godrick was all man and then some. Feeling his hard body against mine, the thick tree trunk of his thighs pressing against mine made my pussy wet.

Kissing his chest, I flicked my tongue out to swirl around his nipple, and I stared at the sheet covering his cock and watched it go from flat to tented in a matter of seconds. I grinned to myself, loving the reaction I had on him even in his sleep.

“What do you think you’re doing?” his sleep infused voice only made me want him more.

“Nothing,” I said simply, acting innocent when I knew I was far from it.

I yelped when he flipped me onto my back and tossed the sheet off his body. God, it wasn’t fair how perfect he was. He was chiseled, almost photoshopped to perfection. I was happy he was mine and no one else’s. I could stare at this body every morning and night and have my way with it.

“Nothing, huh?” He nipped my chin and then flipped me over again until my stomach laid flat against the bed. “You know I don’t like it when you lie.” He licked me from the middle of my spine up to my neck. “Do you remember what I do to liars, Lucy?” Godrick’s hands melted against my body as he ran his hands down, outlining my frame until he gripped my ass. “Do I need to remind you?”

I pressed ass against him, hiding my face into the mattress as I nodded.

“Use your words.”

“Yes, Godrick,” I answered him without thought, wanting to give him what he wanted, in order to get what I needed.

“You need to learn a lesson from yesterday too. You ran from me.” He bit the thick of my neck. “You were in danger.” He yanked half my torso up until my back pinched with pain. “You scared the hell out of me. How many slaps do you think you deserve, baby?”

“I don’t know.” I shook my head, fisting the sheets in my hands until I heard a tear.

“You don’t? I think that might be another one added to the list. I’d think you’d tell me how many you deserved, but you didn’t think about it.” He sounded disappointed, but I knew better, he was itching for his hand to come across my ass. “You know what I’ll do? I’m going to sink my cock into you, but I’m not going to fuck you. I’m going to spank you until both of us come.”

I panted, thrusting my hips into the mattress, and rubbed my clit against the bed for friction. I whimpered. Every scratch of the blanket felt good against me. My hole pulsed, it physically hurt. I needed him to fuck me, but to just have his cock inside me unmoving wouldn’t be enough.

“You aren’t going to fuck me?”

“Do you think you deserved to be fucked?”

I nodded too eagerly, pushing my ass against his pelvis. “I do. Please, I need you.”

“I’m right here,” he said, and with one thrust, he shoved his cock into my pussy, yanking a cry deep from within my chest.

I shook all over, my body trembling and on the verge of exploding already. His fingers brushed against my skin, fireworks exploding off the canvas of my flesh. His cock felt bigger and more intrusive as he stretched me. It was because he was just sitting there like he said he would, making the ache grow more.

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