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“Fuck me, Tessa.” His eyes darken as he takes me in. “I’m gonna make you feel so good.” He starts to drop his head between my legs, but I shoot out my hand, stopping him.

“Hawk–”

“Do you trust me?” When I nod, I see a trace of relief flash in his eyes. “Then lie back and let me make you feel good.”

“I’ve never–”

“You’ve never had a guy go down on you?”

“No.” I feel the heat of embarrassment touch my cheeks.

“Fuck, Tessa, you have no idea how fucking glad I am to hear that.”

Without another word, he dips his head between my legs, and as soon as I feel the first warm swipe of his tongue on my pussy, I fall back onto the bed. His fingers dig into my legs as he continues to use his tongue. Gathering enough courage, I lift my head to see his eyes on me. He gives me a wink and applies just enough pressure to my clit to cause an orgasm to roll through my body. My head goes back as I moan out his name.

My breaths come in rapids pants as he moves his body up mine and kisses my neck, “That was so fucking hot. I’m so hard for you, always so fucking hard for you. Tell me you want me. Tell me I’m not dreaming?”

“I want you,” I say with confidence because there will be no regrets tonight. There’s no seconding guessing, no consequences.

“You’ve always had me,” he confesses as he slides into me. You’re mine,” he says as he pushes through the pain. “Fuck yeah, you’re mine.”

“Tessa…”

My name sounds like a plea along his lips. When he pushes his hips into mine, I know what he’s asking.

Blinking my eyes open I take in his face. The same look that has always brought me comfort. The eyes that have haunted me because I’ve missed them so much. More than I knew. If he only knew that his touch, the feel of his lips on mine, is what kept me sane throughout the worst moment of my life.

“I–I can’t.” I struggle, knowing that I’m going to disappoint him. “I’m sorry.” My voice is nothing but a whisper.

“Shh…It’s okay.” He pulls me closer to him. “I understand. We’ll get there.” He lightly rubs his thumb along the bottom of my lip before dropping a kiss to it.

“I’m not so sure.” I choke out a laugh.

“Mom!” Sam calls from the door to my room. “Mom, I’m hungry.”

I’m entirely grateful that Sam has learned at a young age not to barge into my room. “O–Okay, baby. I’ll be right there,” I tell Sam as Hawk rolls off me, and I sit up. When I look back, Hawk’s covering his face with his arm, and he’s sporting a massive erection. “I’m going to get him something to eat.” I pull my shirt over my head before combing my fingers through my hair.

He lifts his arm from his face and looks at me. “Let me gather myself and then I’ll take you guys to eat.”

“You don’t have to.”

“I know. I want to.”

I give him a small smile, “Okay. I’ll get Sam ready.”

Hawk

Sin: Nothing new on Louie Sr. Cut gave Jr., his daughter on the word that he’ll turn his father over once he has sights on him.

The text has me shocked. I can’t believe Cut would give Louie Jr. his daughter without getting what’s owed to us, and that’s Louie Sr. I haven’t heard from Dyke yet on who was involved in the attack. Sin hasn’t once mentioned it to me, so that tells me that Dyke is keeping it to himself. The fewer people who know, the better. I trust my brothers one hundred percent, but I’m sure they’re going to object to what I have planned for the fuckers who took from Tessa that day.

“Everything all right?” Tessa asks from across the table. She suggested a local pizza joint down the street from her apartment so Sam can play games while she and I talk.

“Yeah, just club stuff.” I flip my phone over face down on the table. I’m not about to bring up the Diablos. She’ll never need to know what I’ve got planned for those fuckers. She doesn’t need that shit on her shoulders, and I’m more than happy to bear the weight.

“How is everything going back to New Mexico?”

“You mean back home?”