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elongated, bare frame lies nestled in the center of my bed, luscious tits rising and falling with her labored breaths. She knows what is coming.
    Once I’ve stripped off my swim trunks, I climb onto the end of the bed and worship at her feet yet again.
    “I am not tying you to anything, but hold the headboard.” The detailed design of the headboard leaves her plenty of open spaces to grip the steel.
    Her tits perk out farther, and I’m propelled forward, having to taste and feel them. My hands skirt up to the sides of them, and I bury my face, kissing her delicate skin between them.
    I think of her delicate heart that is working overtime, pounding beneath me. Victoria has a tough side I respect, but her heart, now exposed and no longer numb, feels every emotion. Old pain and new. Happiness and pleasure.
    My pearl truly does need nurturing and care, and I’m more than happy to give it to her. My open mouth drags over to a nipple, sweeping around it, demanding it to harden below my wet lips.
    Her whimpers elicit a groan from me, and I can no longer wait to taste her slick center. My lips faintly trail down her stomach until I’m settling between her thighs, kissing the inside of them.
    She lets them fall open farther, and I breathe in her intoxicating scent, my dick twitching against the sheets in the process.
    “Mmm … baby, I’m going to make you scream. Please, run the guys right out of my house, so I can fuck you anywhere I want.”
    “Adrian, I can’t. That’s embarrassing.” Her head turns inward toward her arm, a blissful smile relaxing on her lips as she turns pink.
    “Oh, yes. You’re going to do precisely that.”

Victoria
     
    Adrian’s tongue darts out, making direct contact with its target. I do a pull-up against his headboard and gasp, but he only yanks me back against his fiery mouth.
    I guess Kegel exercises will be my workout for tonight as my muscles clench with every flick of his tongue. It swirls, and the vibrations from an orchestra of pleasure play throughout my body until moans sing right along with its melody.
    “Adrian.” I’m breathless as the need for a release becomes dire. “Make me come.”
    His growl is muffled as he buries his face against my flesh and gives my body exactly what it has needed for days. I’m repeatedly yelling his name as a thank you until I recall we’re not alone.
    “Damn, that was hot,” he says as he prowls back up my quivering body. He lies atop of me, holding himself up by his flexing biceps. “Let go and touch me. I’ve missed it.”
    In a heartbeat, I’m letting go of my grip on the headboard and gliding my hands down his conditioned back. As much as he missed my touch, I need to touch him to know the earth is still rotating around its axis. He grounds my recklessness with a time-out that I relish in.
    His cock slides into me, and my back arches, my head pushing back, too. His mouth travels down my throat, leaving wet kisses. “I love you, my pearl.”
    “I love you, too, Adrian.” He glides in and out of me with a slow ease, his gaze locked with mine. He’s showing me his love the only way he can at the moment. Adrian says he’s going to do everything in his power to show me I can trust him again. The thing is, I already do.

Chapter Six
    Zev
     
    It’s eleven-thirty, and I’m working in my office at Caged, the nightclub I run in Submission. My phone rings, and I see that it’s Shannon’s extension. She supervises the lounges for Simon and me.
    “Shannon, what do you need?”
    “I’m sorry to bother you, but can I send a server up to see you? Tara Northrup. She’s insisting on speaking to you in person. I’m not exactly sure why.” There’s a pause, and if I had to guess, I’d say she’s giving this Tara a dirty look.
    “Sure, send her over.” A server has never asked to meet with me privately, so I can’t say my curiosity isn’t peaked. Tara. Wait, is this the same woman whose phone number I had to retrieve from Shannon to