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“I love you, too,” she whispered.

“Live with me. Please say yes.” His lips gently took hers as he swept his tongue into her mouth.

The whirlwind romance was a force she couldn’t fight, she knew. Selby was already lost to Garrett Emerson. For years, she’d followed her head, but in the heat of the night, with the love of her life, she’d follow her heart.

“Yes.” Selby nodded.

“Yes,” he repeated.

“Garrett, make love to me,” she breathed. “Please. I need to feel you.”

“All night, sweetheart.”

“Yes,” Selby breathed as he rose, slowly increasing his pace.

She reached a hand back toward him, clutching his thigh.

“All of you,” he growled.

Selby startled as the cool gel hit her bottom and she recalled his pledge to know every part of her body. Her arousal flared as his thumb spread the fluid over her puckered flesh. She knew what he wanted, and she yearned to explore her darkest fantasy. As he pumped in and out of her, his finger teased her anus as if testing her willingness. Although the request would come as a command, her submission to the experience was in her control.

“So tell me, Selby.” He pressed into her back hole, sliding in up to his knuckle. “How far do you want to go with me tonight?”

As he filled her from behind, Selby’s channel clenched around his cock. Her mind whirled, giving in to her forbidden desires, letting go of her apprehensions. He slowly added another finger, stretching her open, and her body shuddered in response.

“It feels so… yes, oh my, yes…do it,” she told him. Overwhelmed by the foreign sensation, she clawed at the sofa.

“I love being with you…everything about you,” he told her. “Easy now.”

Selby cried in protest as he removed himself from inside her, leaving her empty.

“It’s okay, baby. I’m not going anywhere. Just wait a second.”

Selby mewled as he poured more lubrication down her crevice. His firm tip pressed to her back entrance and she wiggled against it.

“Slowly. This isn’t something you rush, now. Just breathe and push back onto me.” Garrett gently guided himself into her. His crown pressed through the tight ring an inch and he stalled, giving her time to adjust.

“Oh my God,” Selby sighed as she breathed into his invasion. The twinge of pain subsided as she expanded to accommodate him. He caressed her bottom, encouraging her. She did as he’d instructed, concentrating on relaxing her muscles.

“That’s it, Selby, let me inside.”

“Garrett, please…wait…go slow…yes…”

“You’re so tight…aw, fuck,” he hissed, filling her to the hilt.

Selby’s channel tightened down and she moaned, his fingers flittering over her clit. Catapulted into ecstasy, she splintered apart as he made love to her. No matter what she’d dreamed the experience would have felt like, nothing had prepared her for the exquisite pleasure he’d given her. She heard him call her name, and her orgasm crested. He slammed into her and she climaxed, exploding in a thousand shards of rapture. As she embraced his possession, she mumbled his name over and over, lost in the moment.

“I love you so fucking much,” he cried, coming hard.

“I love you, too,” Selby breathed. Her body shivered as the last spasms rolled through her. Exhausted, she went limp onto the sofa, relaxing as he removed himself from her. She smiled as he gently cleaned her, the cloth warm on her skin.

Before she knew what was happening, he’d lifted her into his embrace, cradling her against his chest. They lay on the sofa. Selby cuddled against Garrett, placing small kisses to his chest. As the party roared below, they’d made love in the moonlight, affirming their future. Happiness bloomed in her chest, and for the first time in her life, she knew she was truly loved.

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Insurmountable emotion plowed through Garrett; there was no greater risk than the one he’d just taken. Falling in love with Selby Reynolds was the pinnacle of his existence, one that would far surpass anything he’d ever do again with Altura. He pressed his lips into her hair, astonished that he’d told her he loved her and she’d returned his feelings. Perfectly content with her in his arms, he didn’t want to return to the event. Her fingers ran across his bare chest, and he reveled in the peace he’d made with being in love. His only regret was knowing he’d have to leave her with Lars, so he could go alone to lure a killer.

She adjusted her small form against his, and he decided that they’d stay upstairs for a few minutes more. The party would go on without him, and he was in no rush to end his time with her.