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Nothing mattered to Kyra besides the feel of Slade on top of her. She wasn’t going to think about the stories she didn’t know or about him being held captive. If she did, she’d never be able to enjoy the amazing man making her feel good.
And she felt really damn good.
She’d never been with someone who could lift her, let alone someone who could carry her around like she weighed nothing. But Slade made her feel normal. Like she wasn’t curves upon curves.
When he pulled back from their kiss and looked at her on his bed, his gaze sparked with desire. His eyes roamed her body from her head to her hips and back again. His erection grew against her thigh, telling her he was just as ready to get n***d as she was.
“Seeing you in my bed… damn, sweetheart. I didn’t think anything could compa
