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Using all my strength, I push his face forward until it connects with my vagina. Enough of the teasing. He chuckles against my skin, causing a vibration.

‘Please,’ I beg.

‘I like it when you beg me,’ he says as his tongue licks a path up my centre, making me moan. ‘I love those sounds you make too. It drives me crazy.’

‘You drive me crazy,’ I whisper. He lets out a small laugh before slipping a finger inside me. That’s exactly what I need. I push my hips forwards as he withdraws from me before adding a second finger, burying them both deep inside me. ‘Oh God.’ I tug on his hair, pushing his face even closer. I can’t get enough of him. He has spectacular oral skills.

He withdraws his fingers again, sliding them down between my arse cheeks. I want him to touch me there again. When he did it the first time, the orgasm was so intense I thought I was going to pass out. I swore it was something I’d never do—that’s why I made it a hard limit. But I want to give Brock a piece of me that nobody else has ever had.

I hope he takes the hint when I push my arse into his hand. He groans against my clit before running his fingers around the hole and inserting a tip. He stills, giving my body time to adjust to the invasion before pushing in a little further. The combination of that and his tongue lapping at my clit brings me to the brink within seconds.

‘Brock,’ I moan tugging on his hair again. ‘I’m going to … I’m—’

‘Christ,’ Brock growls and I let out a scream as my orgasm takes hold. Again I’m seeing stars as the sensation reaches every nerve ending, making my toes curl. While his finger is still inserted in my arse, he pushes his tongue deep inside me as my muscles continue to pulse.

When he’s finished he raises his head and licks his lips before giving me the most majestic smile. I snake back on the bed as he crawls towards me.

‘I’m going to take that sweet arse of yours one day,’ he says as his mouth meets mine. I smile against his lips. Did he just read my mind? Bring it on, Mr Weston. In the short time we’ve been together he’s turned my thoughts about sex completely around. He’s taken my personal idea of hell and transformed it into something magical. What I feel when I’m with him is like nothing I’ve ever experienced. He’s wiped away all the shame that once consumed me and replaced it with something beautiful. I no longer feel used and dirty—I feel desired and wanted.

Once he’s settled between my legs, he gazes down at me and smiles. Running the back of his hand tenderly down the side of my face, he slowly eases inside me. My eyes flutter shut and my head presses back into the pillow as he pushes all the way in, filling me completely. I feel so connected to him when we’re together like this. It’s like we become one.

‘Open your eyes,’ he commands, and I do. My eyes lock with his as he draws back before pushing all the way back in. ‘I love you, Jade.’

I pull his mouth down to mine. My kiss is full of passion, conveying everything I can’t say. His words were spoken with not only sincerity, but confidence. Most importantly, he didn’t say he thinks he loves me this time, he said he did. I clench my eyes shut to stop the tears of joy from escaping. For the first time in my life, my empty heart is so full, I think it’s going to burst.

I’m almost afraid to admit this to myself, but I’m hopelessly in love with him too.





CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO


BROCK

We spend the majority of Sunday in bed, only getting up to eat and shower. Even though our relationship is moving along fast, it feels right—I’m not going to fight it. I’m actually looking forward to the journey ahead. I’m surprisingly comfortable with how things between us are progressing. I don’t want to leave this little bubble that Jade and I have created over the past week. It’s been absolute bliss. With every day that passes I see her blossoming into the person she’s always wanted to be … the person she was meant to be. It’s such a beautiful thing to witness.

But I have to head back into the office. As much as I hate the idea, I don’t have a choice, because I’m falling behind. Amy having to courier over some contracts for me to sign forced my hand. I can’t continue working from here. Before this week, I hadn’t taken a day off since I started running the company.

There’s still no word from M, which concerns me. No news is good news they say, but that rule doesn’t apply where she’s concerned. Because there are no rules where M’s concerned. Pulling my phone out of my pocket, I decide to call Rupert. Maybe he can give me some insight. He replied to my text yesterday morning, giving me Jade’s number and asking if everything was okay. I told him it was, but didn’t elaborate further.