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Chapter Twenty-Three

The door to Adam’s apartment banged open hard as he stumbled through, mouth still attached to Lucy’s. Her arms were around him, small curvy body pressed hard against his. Dropping his hands to her soft round ass, he lifted her off her feet, kicked the door shut behind him, and slammed her against the wall.

“Need you,” he said against her jaw, grinding into the softness between her thighs.

Lucy whimpered. “Take me to bed. I want to feel you naked against me.”

He wanted to, but he didn’t think he could move. No way could he stop pressing his cock into her, fucking dry humping against that delicious heat. “Can’t.” Then he ground into her again.

Her trembling fingers dropped from his shoulders to her hips and she tugged her dress up and out of the way. Her hand slid into his back pocket and took out his wallet. After grabbing a condom, she threw the wallet aside and got to work on his zipper. He pulled back long enough for her to yank down his boxer briefs. His cock sprang free and he slammed his hips forward again, unable to stop himself, and thrust against the damp cotton covering her pussy. They both groaned.

“Quick, put it on.” He managed to jerk back again enough for her to roll on the condom. Her arms locked around his neck as he shoved her panties aside and slammed in hard and deep.

Lucy screamed, one hand dropping to his ass, nails digging into his skin, trying to pull him closer when there was nothing between them.

“Hold on, baby. Legs nice and tight around me. I can’t go slow. Can’t go easy.”

“Then don’t,” she moaned. “God, please don’t.”

Cupping her ass, he growled and started pounding into her hard enough to make the walls shake. Her smaller frame trembled beneath his, her cries of “harder” making him lose his mind.

“You’re mine now, sweetheart.” Sweat slid down between his shoulder blades as he fought to hold off the freight train of pleasure barreling down on him. “Where you go, I go. Never letting you leave me again.”

She shuddered under his hands then screamed, teeth biting into the skin of his shoulder as she clamped down on him hard enough to have him seeing stars.

“Fuck!” His hips jerked forward and he stayed buried deep as he came so hard his fucking knees went weak. He continued to roll against her, wringing out everything he had.

Finally, he dropped his head to her shoulder, panting hard. They still clung to each other and no one seemed in a hurry to let go. Lifting his head, he brushed her hair away from her flushed face, fucking mesmerized by her puffy, sexy lips. Shit, in awe of her, every inch, inside and out.

“I love you, Lucy, so damn much.”

Her lids fluttered rapidly. “I love you, too.”

“I’m coming with you. You know that, right? When you go back to school. I meant what I said. Wherever you go, that’s where I plan on being. You good with that?”

She frowned. “I’m not going anywhere.”

“What?”

She smiled softly. “Even when I wanted to strangle you, when I thought you didn’t want me anymore, I couldn’t bear to leave you. I’m finishing school here.”

“You are?”

Her smile was so bright he was momentarily stunned by the beauty of it, and when he finally snapped out of it, he kissed the hell out of her. His chest was so damn tight, his heart so full, he didn’t know how it was still beating.

When they came up for air, she slid her hands up either side of his neck. Her fingers toyed with the hair at his nape, which she seemed to like doing and he loved a whole fucking lot, and she stared into his eyes.

“I always knew it was meant to be you,” she whispered, tears sliding down her face. “I knew I couldn’t feel this way, this deeply, and it not mean something. You mean everything to me, do you understand that? Everything. You were made for me, Adam Grady.”

“Shit, Lucy.” He dropped his forehead to hers, breathing heavily, close to fucking tears himself. “I don’t know how I was walking and breathing before I had you. You’re my whole goddamn world. I don’t need anything else but you.”

He kissed her again and carried her to the bedroom.

It was time to finally start living.