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His hands roam my body, squeezing my breasts until I gasp from the pressure, before moving on and tracing a wandering finger up my thigh as he lifts my dress. He brushes his finger over the slickened front of my panties before letting my dress fall back around my thighs and reaching for the zipper on the back.

“I get to do this every day?” he asks, a heightened level of awe in his voice when I lift my arms over my head so he can pull my dress off me.

I nod, biting my lip because I wasn’t exactly prepared to get naked in front of anyone today. My bra and panties don’t match. I’m dressed for comfort, not seduction, but it doesn’t seem to make any difference to him. He runs his eyes over every visibleinch of me, his hand absently gripping his erection over his jeans.

“You are perfect,” he says, wonderment in his tone.

“Have you been with anyone since—”

“No, Adalynn, and as crazy as it sounds, I haven’t been with anyone since college except you.”

“You don’t have to lie. I understand that you’re a man with needs and you—”

He presses a finger to my lips to silence me.

“What I am is a grown-ass man who has known for a very long time what I want. That’s you.”

He swallows before opening his mouth to speak again.

“I haven’t been with anyone either,” I confess, lifting my hands to clasp his face.

“Good girl,” he says, catching my hands in his and guiding them to the front of his jeans.

The time for conversation and explanations are over. We’ll get to it, but the call of our bodies’ needs are greater right now, and there will be no regret this time. We won’t have to wonder if our friendship will survive this or if we’re ruining everything. We’ve said enough to each other to know that we’re together even with the sweat drying on our skin.

“Tell me what you want,” I say, sliding my hand behind the waistband of his boxer briefs.

I feel power in the hiss of his breath and the way his jaw hangs open slightly.

“I want to fill you with cum,” he says, his tone full of gravel and need.

I smile as I lower to my knees, pulling his jeans over his hips and down his legs as I go.

“That’s not where I’ll be coming, Adalynn. Now go to my room before I bend you over and fuck you on the arm of the sofa.”

I let my eyes drift to his couch, but he presses a finger to my cheek, urging my eyes back to his.

“Not today, baby. My bed, Adalynn, now.”

He takes a step back, giving me room to walk past him, and I feel his eyes burning my skin all the way down his short hallway. I walk slower, giving him a show as I hear the thud of his boots hit the floor then the sound of his jeans and boxer briefs rustling as he pulls them off. I turn to look at him over my shoulder but I’m met with the heat of his body behind mine when I cross the threshold into his room.

“Is there anything I need to know before we do this?”

I turn to face him, my brows drawing in. “What do you mean?”

“Are there any restrictions right now? With the baby?”

“I need to cut back on caffeine. I’m not supposed to have deli meats. There’s surprisingly a lot of mercury in—”

“I will learn everything I need to know about your pregnancy, Ads, I swear. Right now, I need to know how hard I can fuck you.”

I lick my lower lip, a thrill running through every cell in my body before I speak.

“You can fuck me as hard as I need you to.”

“That’s my girl,” he says, with a devious smile I’m praying I’ll get to see every day. “Now lie back on the bed so I can get that pussy wet.”

The talented man makes me see stars twice before he ever climbs on top of me. I beg him for more, plead with him to take me harder, and he obliges, sweat coating his tan skin before he grunts his release.

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