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I hiss, the sound a mix of pleasure and pain, the combination delicious and addictive.

“Jesus,” he groans as he takes a step back, his eyes running over the length of me. “Do you have any idea how fucking sexy you look right now?”

I press my hands to the mess of red curls all over my head. I showered last night before bed and couldn’t manage to muster the energy to blow-dry it. With today being my off day, I knew I’d have time this morning to get it under control before leaving the house.

He isn’t looking at my face when I drop my eyes back down to him. His gaze is locked on my legs as he slowly lifts the hem of my sleep shirt. The hunger I see in his eyes is unfamiliar, something I’ve never seen when he looks at me. I had worried that he was only doing this because it was something that I wanted. The look on his face last night when I suggested he come home with me was powerful enough to make me cry in the shower. I felt like I was forcing him into something he didn’t want. The last thing I want to do is coerce someone into having sex with me. It left me feeling dirty, depraved, and abusive. I’d made up my mind before falling asleep that I was going to put an end to all of it and apologize for coercing him into it.

There isn’t a hint of that look from last night in his eyes as he urges me to take the hem of my shirt.

“Pull it completely off,” he tells me.

I obey without a second thought, pulling the gray t-shirt over my head.

He sucks in a breath, making me realize that he hasn’t seen this part of me. I think there was a moment when he might’ve caught a glimpse of a nipple, but right now, as my t-shirt flutters to the floor at my feet, he’s seeing both breasts for the first time.

“Drop the panties, Adalynn. I don’t want a stitch of clothing on you when I make you come.”

“Cash,” I whisper as I push the thin fabric from my hips and let it slide down my legs to pool at my feet.

The phrase came from the second book in the series. The man has continued the storyline, and I can’t wait to find out when he makes it to the third book.

“Are you wet?”

I nod, because I’m so slick I can feel the cool air kissing the slickness between my legs. It’s a heady sensation, something I both love and sort of hate. I know the warmth of his body there would be ten times better than the anticipation I’m struggling with right now.

“Tell me what you need.”

I thought repeating his words yesterday was difficult. It has nothing on coming up with my own requests.

I swallow and take a deep breath, taking inspiration from the book we’ve clearly both been reading.

“I want your cock driving inside of me until my pussy aches.”

His smile grows wider. “I love it when that prim-and-proper mouth of yours says such dirty things.”

A hint of pride threatens to fill my chest. I want him to find me as desirable as I do him.

“I want to feel you inside of me long after you’re gone,” I continue. Saying the things the character said in the book is easier than him knowing that her words are exactly the same as mine would be. The dissociation is helpful because I could never tell him that there’s so much truth in them.

“You promise to let me know when the ache wanes?” he asks as he steps in closer to me, his breath warm on my bare skin with his next promise. “I’ll drop everything I’m doing to put it there again.”

I groan in relief when he rolls his hips against me, his thickness hot on my lower stomach.

His tongue traces a line up my throat, his teeth nipping at my ear. It somehow has the power to make me shudder in his embrace.

“Cash,” I say, his name a plea of need on my lips.

“Gonna fuck you hard,” he warns as his hands urge me to turn around.

I swear if this man bends me over and takes me from behind, I’ll lose my mind.

His palm on my upper back, urging me to lean toward the console table in my small entryway sends a wave of excitement over every inch of my body.

But he doesn’t immediately press inside of me. I expect a hand on my hip, but what I get is his hot breath against the most sensitive part of my body. I only have half a second to understand what’s happening before he runs his tongue all the way from my clit to my tailbone.

“Cash!”

He moans his response, a sound of unadulterated pleasure as he dives back in for more.

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