Zane looked down at Ava, she was licking his still hard cock clean. She had not let go of his gaze and Zane admired the way the rhinestones sparkled in the soft light. His wicked angel. “On your feet, angel,” he told her and she gracefully got up. It was evidence of how far along she was in her recovery. She had been right, he was trying to hold back, trying to not acknowledge how much better she was. Because if he did, he would have to let her go out into the world. And that scared the shit out of him. He just wanted her safe. But as he drew her into his embrace, kissing her like he had wanted to kiss her since she woke up, with a scoring heat. He knew he had to give in and let her keep going on with her life. “You have been a really good girl, time for your reward. On the bed, angel, on your hands and knees,” he told her. He saw the happy smile which appeared on Avas face as she almost skipped over to the bed. She was a needy little angel, he thought as he stripped out of his
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