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Before I could grasp his demand, he pulled all the way out then slammed back into me, and my body felt like it went up in flames

A warm shiver shot down has warm shivers continued to torment my body

Deacon hissed and bit down on id against mine for only a moment before his hips moved harder and faster than before, then harder still

Eachinside me, and I both loved and hated it I never wanted it to end, but I felt out of control and terrified by that

A shudder rolled through Deacon’s back, and he groaned against ainst mine when he found his release inside erated breaths, the ers as we both tried to find our way back to ourselves

He lifted his head, and his eyes met and searchedain, and never felt more alive, but "okay" would do I nodded once, but wasn’t able to voice the response he needed The way Deacon was looking atat h he orried and proud, felt possessive and protective

Deacon brushed away a chunk of hair that had fallen out ofto want to give this up, Charlie Girl He was insane to"

I save you my heart, you don’t have to"

But I knehat I would have to give up in order to keep this

Stranger

For the first ti me close to his body with his lips pressed firht

It had been too easy to visualize Stranger as Deacon while talking to hih I knew I couldn’t Even though I knew that it would be entirely stupid to allow ain, I hadn’t had er had so clearly known the way to uilt and denial and fear filled ed the extent of er How they’d made me feel, and how I’d come to crave them even as I’d told myself that they were innocent Even as I’d told myself that he was a fictional character in one of my books

Because somewhere out there, he was real Because no matter what I told ht of Deacon ever seeing theh I’d envisioned them to be the saer were two separate men, now that I was about to lose one of theht brown eyes when Deacon pulled back, andwas finished; it had been for a few days I would send it to Stranger, and then I would tell hiain hurt soat what I wanted?

Chapter Eighteen

Deacon