“Crane!”
“Yeah, baby?”
Staring down at him, dripping in sweat and tanned to fuck from the heat, I whisper how much I love him.
“Thank you for coming back.”
Crane kisses me, still bouncing me on his cock.
As I lose control again, he smirks against my jaw.
“I came back for you, my girl. I love you.”
I squeeze my thighs around him as we finish, both of us moaning and crying out as we reach our peaks yet again.
“Can you die from too much fucking?” Crane pants, letting my feet down to the floor again.
“I don’t know, but it’s the way I’d like to go.”
“We need to shower. Let’s see if we die.”
“Okay.” I laugh, following him to the bathroom.
I’d thought I would be spending four days with Declan while pining for Crane.
Instead, I’ve barely left the bedroom other than for our scheduled activities.
I know I’ll have to face Declan when I get home, but I won’t be alone.
I’’ll have my man.
And I’m never letting him go again.
THIRTY-FIVE
CRANE
We fit together so well.
Sierra sleeps on my lap for most of the plane ride home, and when we land, her phone is alight with text messages and voicemails.
Sierra stares at the screen; her brow furrows as she shakes her head.
“Thatfucker.”
We’re standing at the carousel waiting for our luggage, but I can’t pay attention to anything but her.
“What’s wrong?”
“Declan,” Sierra mutters, pushing her hair behind her ear. “He wants his diamonds.”
Anger trickles down my spine, more so when she groans.
“Who asks for a gift back?”
“He can have the diamonds back, but he’s not having you.”
Pulling her into my arms, I vow that one day I’m going to buy her diamonds.
