Linc POV:I don't know what caused the sudden switch in Amelia's mood, and I am not complaining when her soft lips cover mine.One second, I am regretting not being able to keep my damn mouth shut, and the next, Amelia is crushing her full breasts against my chest, kissing me like she loves me.Except I do know that she loves me. And that makes it all the more nerve-wracking. Because even as I respond to her lithe tongue, her shy and inquisitive moves, I am all too aware that I couldn't possibly give her what she deserves.I wound my arm around her tiny waist, pulling her closer into me, Amelia moans into my mouth, that small sigh like sound that I have gotten used to, that I seek for like a treasure hunt and it sets me off. I forget everything else but the feel of her impossibly soft lips around mine.I kiss her like I mean it. Because I actually do. The meeting with Hernandez must have rattled her, and I feel bad about it. Even though it was necessary. We need to locate Tyler as so

It has never occured to me that Linc believed I would be the one to leave. To end things. I don't know why I have always just thought he would be the one to turn me away when he gets bored or had enough of me. Or can't stand that I still feel guilty even though my mother hurt him. I just always thought there was one way this was going to end and that the decision laid with him. Because I was in love with him. I love him.I have never thought about what would happen when my three months is up. I have spent a month and the time flew by me in a haze. A lot has happened. I have lived experiences that I didn't think was possible. Taboos. Forbidden. I have been bold and I have enjoyed it.I don't think I would be the same person I used to be before I came down to New York. But that doesn't mean I wouldn't go back to my life in Boston.I have got college. It is important to me to finish school. My degree would be the one thing that would belong sorely to me in this world. I need it.It occur

Amelia POV:There is no time to adjust. No time to think. Only feel. The overwhelming masculinity of a man driven to the edge. And knowing I am the one that took him there is enough to make me wetter than I have ever been.Linc pulses inside me. Hard and thick. I can feel him fighting for control so he can last but he is losing the battle. I decide to make it a bit harder. I clench my walls around him and he moans loudly, collapsing on my body, his mouth on my neck, his hot breath serenading me. I could smile but I am also breathing hard as hell, pleasure waves stroking me to the edge."Fuck. Fuck. Amelia. Fuck. You will drive me insane. Please. Don't do that." Linc pants in my ear."Do what?" I clench around him again and his hands beside my head fists tightly, the bedsheet twisted in his grip. Our breathing is in sync. Harsh exhales matching shallow inhales."You..." Linc rasps in my ear. He nibbles at the sensitive spot under my ear. My body tingles, flush against his heavy body en

Amelia pulls away from me, and I panic, holding onto her tight, she looks up at me with some amusement dancing in her doe like eyes. A question mark on her full brows. I just gape at her. What am I doing?"I need to use the bathroom." She says when seconds pass and I don't let up."Oh...yeah." I let her go, swallowing my embarrassment. She gives me a sweet smile before getting up. Fully naked. My breath catches as the sunlight shines on her curvy form. She seems oblivious to all these as she turns and head for the bathroom, her perfectly shaped ass moving like water. Fuck. I feel my cock swell under the sheets.I lay there immobile, gathering my senses about me and trying my damnedest to get rid of my erection when she comes back out. Thankfully she has put on a robe. Mine. She smiles at me again, I try to return it but I know it is strained. I finally wake up with her in my bed, and I am screwing things up acting all awkward, allowing myself to get lost in my own head. I need to snap

"Okay sir. By the time I realised what he intended to do, it was almost too late. The exhibition was already set in motion. He had the venue, reporters and social media bloggers. I tried reaching you to know what would be the ideal next step. At that point, it was possible to stop the exhibition if we acted. It seemed he was able to keep the loan sharks on his neck at bay by promising them that his latest exhibition was going to be a hit. I think he came to you to try manipulate some money so he can finance the exhibition and make it a bigger event. When he realised you were not going to yield and he couldn't keep the loan sharks away anymore, he decided to hold the exhibition anyway. Capitalising on your name and Kathyrn Tanner's. He is a rat bastard, alright." Abbie's voice is hard over the phone. I can imagine her serious face pinched and angry. She has spent weeks following a dead end."Yeah. Where are you?" There is something gnawing at the back of my mind. It is not a full pictu