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I love everything about you. You are perfect.”
Tears quivered in her eyes, aching to burst free.
“Thank you.”
Joy surged through her at the love in his eyes as he gazed at her. And the knowledge that he accepted her just as she was.
“So no more talk of me sleeping with other women. Right?”
She nodded, and squeezed his big cock inside her, sending heat humming through her.
“But about Will…?” he said.
“If you want to be with him, I understand. We can make it work.”
“What about you being with him?” Kane asked. “What if I’m okay with that?”
She stared up at him, confused. Of course, it was hard to think straight with his thick cock stretching her, and every cell of her body screaming for him to start fucking her in earnest.
“What if I want to watch him fuck you?” he continued, pushing deeper into her. “What if I want to fuck him while he fucks you? What if I want us both to fuck you at the same time?”
She squeezed his cock tightly. Exciting swirls of delight danced through her body at the images he evoked.
He nuzzled her neck.
“Would you like that?”
She nodded before the thought actually formed in her head.
To be with both men would be exhilarating.
“But that doesn’t change that it’s you I love,” she said.
He smiled. “I know, baby. I can see it in your eyes.”
He thrust into her, filling her with quivering sensations of delight. His lips captured hers and his tongue stroked inside her, then he began to move. His cock drove deep, again and again. She wrapped her legs around him, opening wider to him. He thrust deeper still and she moaned.
“Oh, God, baby, you feel so good around me.”
“Oh, yes,” she whimpered as his cock filled her again and again. Pleasure swamped her senses and she clung to him as he took her. Body and soul.
Then he groaned, jerking deep. When she felt his seed fill her, she moaned as bliss exploded inside her, sending her flying to heaven. Moaning Kane’s name.
Finally, Kane slumped on top of her then rolled her with him, embracing her tightly.
She snuggled against him, listening to his heart beating, loving being in his arms again.
After a few minutes, he drew away. “Stay right here. I’ll be back in a minute.”
He left the room and she lay there, wondering how they would proceed now. She didn’t really care, as long as she got to keep being his wife. And making love with him like this.
When he returned, still naked, instead of returning to her in bed, he sat on a chair facing her.
“You’re still dressed. I think we should fix that.”
She stood up and stripped off her clothes, loving that he watched her with such heat in his indigo eyes. When she dropped the last garment to the floor, he signaled her to come to him. She walked toward him, bathing in the glow of his desire.
She knelt on his lap, her legs on either side of his, and settled on his thighs. His arms slid around her.
“Tell me again,” he said, watching her.
She smiled. “I love you.”
His eyes filled with tenderness.
“And you really haven’t figured out that I love you, too?”
Chapter Twenty-three
River tensed, knowing she must have heard him wrong. “What?”
He smiled. “Don’t look so shocked. I’ve always loved you. That’s why I bought into your company and tried to start a relationship with you again. When you flatly refused, I couldn’t give up, so I found a way to force you to marry me, so I could take the time to convince you.”
She shook her head. “You love me?” The whispered words were full of disbelief.
He laughed. “That’s right. I love you.”
He pulled her into a kiss that left no doubt in her mind that what he said was true. She could feel it. She could see it in his eyes.
Joy surged through her and she tightened her arms around his neck, throwing herself into the kiss with all of her heart and soul.
When their lips finally parted, he smiled. “Have I finally convinced you?”
She laughed and kissed him again.
“Yes.” She snuggled against him.
His arms tightened around her. “This seems like the part where I should propose, but we’re already married.”
She giggled in joy. “Yes, we are.” Life couldn’t get any better than this.
“And I promise you, I won’t underestimate you anymore. You are a creative, free spirit and that’s what I love about you. Instead of trying to urge you to fit in, I’m going to work on