Concede (The Diamond Empire Book 1) Kathy Coopmans (good beach reads .TXT) 📖

put a bullet through her skull if she had anything to do with the murders. I’d do it with no hesitation, and sleep like a baby afterward, Gabe. Does this stir up memories? It does. I guarantee I won’t lose sleep over it. I wouldn’t lie to you, not after the bullshit I put you through for years. You don’t have to concern yourself about me drinking again.”

I’m staring at all I need anyway. Gently, my gaze traces Victoria’s face. I can’t help smirking at how closely she’s measuring me up to see if I’m really alright.

I am, and that’s the God’s honest truth. I told her before I’d walk through fire for her, and I meant it. Knowing she’s on the other side to talk to instead of Jack, Johnny, or Jameson if the going gets rough is a much better intoxication.

“That’s what I needed to hear. One more thing before I hang up. If I suspect you’re in danger, I’m coming to New York.”

Gabe ends the call, and I drop my phone next to me, silently chewing him a new asshole as I bring a hand up and twirl a lock of Victoria’s silky hair.

“Are you okay?”

There are many ways to answer that question. I’ll give her the truth as soon as she answers me. Because it’s more important than the one, she asked, and not because I want inside her.

It’s because she’s more important.

She’s everything.

She’s mine.

“What we were talking about earlier. Are you sure? I’ll wait as long as it takes. Not going anywhere.” I grip the back of her neck and bring us nose to nose so I can look deep into her eyes.

Her pages are getting easier to read these days. Some sad, some aren’t. Tonight, she’s left herself wide open.

Sorrow moves across her face. Then she breaks out in the biggest smile I’ve seen since we lost the baby.

Fuck, now that’s a smile. It lights up her entire face. I reach out and touch her beauty mark.

Stunning.

“I’ve never been sure of anything more in my life except how much I love you. I want you to take me hard and fast, Seth.”

Well, shit, guess she is ready with a statement coming out of her lush mouth like that. Here I was, wanting to make love to her nice and slow. I’d been half-hard since she brought up sex, but her telling me that makes my cock so damn hard. He’s a steel bat between my legs.

“I’ll let that curse slide because you’re talking about the second favorite thing I love to do with you.”

I slide my palm to feel her pulse picking up underneath my touch. Her tits rise and fall with shallow breaths.

“Oh, and what’s the first?” She grinds her hips against my raging dick, and I have to force my eyeballs from rolling to the back of my head.

“Just being with you. Loving you. Taking care of you like you deserve.”

“You deserve those things too. You brought me back to life.”

I don’t deserve her. Never will, but by God, I’ll worship her like I do. Before and after, I give and take what we both want.

“Okay then, where to start with this gorgeous body.” I grip her hips with both hands, loving the way she isn’t all skin and bones, that there’s enough for me to hold on to when I fuck her in every position possible. I stand to full height, taking us to the soft rug in front of the fireplace. Heat laps across my chest as I place her onto her feet, taking a step back to admire.

“You are so stunning.” Her breath catches. Eyes flaring with desire. God almighty, how lucky can I be? I never thought I’d see the day when I’d have Victoria waiting for me to love and caress. Capture and seize hold of.

“I love you,” I say, not wasting time before reaching out to slip my fingers under the thin straps of her nighty and drag them down her arms, letting it hit the floor. My eyes pinning to her tits. Her nipples are sharp and proud, begging for my touch. They should be. Victoria’s are perfect. Plump and firm.

Fucking perfect body. All woman.

Hooded eyes rake over me, and when she slides her hands up her stomach and palms her breasts, a growl starts at the tip of my cock and rips right out of my mouth.

“Look at you standing here like the goddess of temptation you are.” My eager hands shove hers out of the way, and she presses her breasts into them. I rub my thumbs across the tips. A quiver rolls down her stomach, and I relish in the way she moans.

It’s been more than three weeks since we’ve done anything except me holding her. I haven’t even kissed her. I wanted her physically healed completely. So, touching her bare is like heaven.

I even refrained from jacking off, which was damn hard when I woke to her ass pressing against me, or her leg thrown over mine, and her panty covered pussy up against my side.

“It’s you who makes me feel like one. You own me, Seth Mitchell.”

“That’s because you are. From the first time, we met, you twisted me up. Then you grew into this stunning bombshell I could never get off my mind. Now you’re standing in front of me, body like a temple just waiting to be worshipped. One of these days, when it isn’t so fucking cold outside, we’ll head to the top of Diamond Tower for you to scream it for the whole city to hear.”

She whimpers, consuming me in flames, making me dizzy. I want her so damn bad my cock is throbbing in agony.

This connection between us is more potent than anything else I’ve felt in my life.

Electrifying.

Always seconds away from incineration.

“Fucking hell, Victoria,” I growl as I skim down her body. She has on the sexiest pair of barely-there black lace panties I’ve seen. Her pussy is showing right through them. There’s dampness