Page 207 of The Wolfs of New York


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“There’s a program the department runs for rookies. It pairs them up with a veteran.” He kisses my knuckles, one-by-one. “You need to be a sergeant even to be considered.”

I smile. “Lucky for you that you passed that sergeant test.”

“I haven’t been assigned anywhere yet, and likely won’t be for months, but I want in on that program if it’s possible. I want to work with rookies during their first days on patrol. I want to help them find their rhythm. I’d like to give them a base tobuild on that will carry them throughout their careers. I met with the department head last week to let him know that I’m very interested.”

“If I didn’t love you already, I’d fall in love with you at this moment.”

“Fall into bed with me, Matilda.” His lips brush against my cheek. “Let me show you how much I love you.”

CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX

Sebastian

“I’ll never get enoughof you, Matilda.” I press my lips to the soft skin at the center of her back. “Your body is stunning. Everything about you is beautiful.”

“You made me feel beautiful,” she whispers as her eyelids flutter shut. “After you left I knew I’d never get over you.”

“You never need to.” I run my lips over the curve of her bare hip. “I’ll be right here beside you, with you, until I take my last breath.”

“You’ll never leave me again.” She slowly rolls onto her back.

I know what she wants.

I part her legs with my shoulders, exposing her beautiful pussy. I take a taste. “I’ll never leave you again. I can’t breathe without you.”

Her hands fall to the top of my head.

Nothing in this world feels as good as her fingers guiding me to her pleasure.

“Make me come.” Her voice is strained. “Show me how much you want me.”

I do. I lick the seam of her pussy before I circle her swollen nub with my fingertip.

“This is heaven,” her whispered voice fills the silence in the bedroom.

No, this is.

I suck her clit between my lips and flick it over and over again with the tip of my tongue.

She comes fast and hard against my mouth, her cries bringing tears to the corners of my eyes.

I feather kisses over her face while she falls from the high.

“Fuck me.” Her soft lips press against mine. “Please.”

I smile. “I can’t say no to that.”

I move to open the nightstand, but the condoms aren’t there. Shit. She must have packed them up and tossed them into one of the cardboard boxes in the foyer.

I look down at her, love reflected back to me in her vivid blue eyes. “I need to go find a condom. Don’t move.”

Her full lips part before she kisses me again. “Don’t go. I trust you.”

“I’m clean.” I press my cheek to hers.

“Me too,” she whispers. “I’m on birth control. It’s safe.”

My heart hammers against the inside of my chest. I swear to fuck she must be able to feel it against hers.