Reclaiming You by A.E. Nalle

Author:A.E. Nalle [Nalle, A.E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: A.E. Nalle

SEVENTEEN

LIAM

The rage bubbling below the surface threatens to overflow as I pull Tate up and against me. Her lips softly graze against mine as she wraps her legs around me. The sheet covering her falls away as if she's shedding the past. As if we are shedding all of our muddled history and starting anew.

Nothing else matters when she's in my arms. The circumstances under which we met make no difference when she is pressed against me. I don't care if she was hired to spy on us. I don't care that she was going to ruin the MC. All I care about is how holding her feels like coming home for the first time in years. I've been homesick for so long without her, and it feels so fucking good to be back home.

Don't get me wrong, I'm still angry. Furious, actually. But not at her. Verango. His name bounces around in my skull, imprinting itself in the recesses of my mind. I'll kill the fed. For what he did to Tate, and what he tried to do to my family.

Agent Bryce Verango will meet his end staring down the barrel of my pistol.

Tatum holds onto me as if I am her lifeline to this reality. My hands smooth down her delicately curved back before dipping toward her ass. The feel of her finally in my arms after all this time threatens to unman me. I hold onto her tightly as I kiss her. The sensation of her tongue licking at my lips makes me crave to bury myself inside of her once more.

From the moment I tasted her hours ago, I'd been lost. No amount of talking would have forced me to take my mouth off her sweet cunt. The way she pulled my hair in her fists, both to push me away and bring me close. The feel of her thighs trembling against me as I forced them wide, nearing her breaking point. But none of that holds a candle to the delectable taste of her cream coating my tongue as she climaxed over and over again.

My dick swells and fills with blood as I recall every moment.

I lost count of how many orgasms she had against my lips. I tormented her pretty little pussy to extract the information I needed, deriving pleasure from it as much as she did. Maybe I held onto my resentment toward her for leaving me for too long. Because making her feel that hurt-so-good pain seemed to heal something that was still broken inside me. Call me a sadist if you must. I make no excuses for what I want, what I need.

I move away from the bed and walk toward my dresser. I glance in the mirror above as Tate devours my lips. My cock twitches as I gaze at the image we create. Her smooth back is the first thing I see as she clings to me like a cool breeze on a summer day. Her thick, tanned, tattooed thighs squeeze my hips, causing the sweats I had donned earlier to slip down.

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