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“My dick was drooling for you. But I didn’t stop tongue fucking you until you were begging for me to fill your pussy with my raging hard cock. I stuffed your tight cunt, damn near splitting you with all of me inside of you. And then I fucked you, slowly, until you were ready for me to rut you hard.”

“Brose,” she all but moans, her legs falling the rest of the way open on their own accord.

“What, Aspen? Do you like knowing I was thinking of you while working my dick?”

“Yes,” she admits timidly. She dips her head to hide her gaze from me.

Nu-uh. I need to see her pretty eyes dilating when I tell her the rest of my fantasy.

With my free hand, I tilt her head until her gaze meets mine.

“I’m no gentleman, Aspen. I did what I needed to do to take care of you when you were in need, but that doesn’t mean I didn’t like what I saw while I took care of you. Fuck, darlin’. Your tight little body would feel so good wrapped around me. I couldn’t have the real thing, so I let my imagination have the little visual I had.”

Aspen bites her slightly fuller bottom lip, eyeing me up and down like I’m a porterhouse steak and she’s coming off a long fasting.

For someone I expect hasn’t had a ton of bedroom experience, Aspen doesn’t seem scared. She’s definitely interested in what it is I’m offering.

It doesn’t take a genius to figure out she’s been waiting for a man like me, someone to worship her—body and soul.

My spirited woman doesn’t need to wait any longer.

Releasing her chin, I motion to my crotch where my dick is tenting my sweats to the point it could rip through the thin, soft fabric.

“See what you do to me? I’ve been in a state of permanent hardness since I met you.”

Instinctively, Aspen’s tiny pink tongue dips out of her mouth to lick her lips. The need to feed my shaft down her throat is strong.

Not yet. We have time to do that later.

Right now, I need to get her off as many times as I can. I need her so dick drunk and addicted to me she’ll never want to leave my bed.

“It’s yours if you want it, Aspen. All you need to do is ask.”

Aspen’s chest rises and plunges with her ragged breath. “Please.”

“Please what?” I coax, barely hanging on with how close I am to making her mine. “I need to hear you give me permission.”

She sucks in a ragged lungful of air before uttering the words I was yearning for. “Please, Brose. Make me feel good.”

My hand covers the soft curls of her mound while I lay her gently on the cushions of the couch.

“Anything for you, darlin’.”

CHAPTER TEN

AMBROSE

My heart is rattling against my breastplate, hammering louder than the rain hitting the tin roof. You’d think this was my first time with a woman with how thrilled I am. And if I’m honest, I’m a tad nervous, too. Not about what I have to do—I know how to please a woman.

Performance is one thing. Making a core memory is entirely other.

Aspen isn’t like any other woman I’ve been with before. She’s all fiery energy packed into a sexy, brainy package—irresistible in every way. Literally my dream girl come true. Aspen is giving me this one opportunity to win her heart, and I don’t want to screw this up. I want to make this moment as special for her as it is for me.

Seeing her under me, I can’t believe my luck. How the fuck has no man claimed her yet? Have men lost sight of what a good woman is?

Well, I sure as shit see her worth and it’s time I show her how valued she is.

With Aspen beneath me, I take in her lovely face. She stares back at me with her vibrant green eyes, curious and alert. Her chestnut hair frames her face, giving her an ethereal glow. And her mouth—that sexy as sin mouth with her plump lips—is slightly open with anticipation and begging to be kissed.