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Christian snorts. “Okay,” he says. “You’re my shark too.”

“I love you.”

“I know,” he breathes.

CHAPTER 31

Christian

My alarm blares through the room, startling me out of my sleep. My arms around Lana shake her a bit when I have that little jump scare and she moans softly, stirring.

“Stop,” Lana groans. “Turn it off.”

I pull her in, kiss her bare shoulder, and I pull away to turn off the alarm so I can get ready for my day.

“No!” she protests, turning over and pulling back in by my arm. “No, stay.”

Lana pouts, her eyes still closed, and pulls me harder—enough for me to plop right back down onto the bed. “Come back.”

“Baby, I have an appointment.”

“No, you don’t,” she mumbles sleepily, climbing over me and lying right on my chest. It takes a minute before she’s snoring softly again.

I kiss the top of her head and run my fingers up and down the length of her spine. “Baby,” I whisper. “I have to go or I’ll be late.”

Lana shakes her head and rasps, “No.”

I chuckle softly. “Lana, baby?—”

Pushing herself up, she moans and looks up at me with a pout. “I can make you stay.”

“Yeah?” I smirk.

She nods. “Yeah.”

“Lana…”

“It’s really that important?”

I hold her hips. “I’ve had this appointment for a month.”

Lana groans again and buries her face in the crook of my neck. “Come back to me,” she whispers and kisses my neck. “It’s our day off.”

“I know,” I breathe and she kisses just under my jaw. I wrap my hand around her jaw and bring her lips to mine, devouring her. Lana can easily make me stay.

She moans against my lips and my hands drift down her body to grip her ass. She takes it as motivation to roll her hips over my own, and my eyes roll back when I feel how wet she already is, her pussy sliding up and down against the underside of my cock.

Caught up, I sit up against the headboard and her lips find mine with no hesitation. I roll her hips over me and she presses down at the same time. “Lana…”

“Where are you going?” she asks on my lips.

“I have an appointment,” I moan when she lifts her hips and her hand wraps around me.

“With?” Lana lowers herself onto my dick, only enough for the tip nudge inside of her, nothing more.

I groan. “I can’t tell you yet.”

“Okay.” She stands on her knees and rolls off me.