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“No.”

He smiled as her arm relaxed under his fingers. “And do you trust me completely?”

“Yes.”

“Knowing that I’m your first on both counts makes it even hotter.” He wanted to be the man who replaced her worst memories with beautiful ones. To prove he wouldn’t let her down because, fuck, she wasn’t about to let him down as she moved her hand to her center.

Sitting on his heels, he groaned as she slid her fingers down her belly and grazed her swollen pussy. “Yeah, that’s it, Tessa. That’s what I’ve been thinking about all day. Show me more, and eyes on me while you do it.”

Her cheeks darkened to an indecent shade of pink as she pushed a finger inside.

“God, Tessa. You’re perfect. Show me what you do when you think about me.”

She answered with a little nod and a sexy-as-sin groan as she pressed two fingers against her clit and moved them in tight circles. Her breathing sped up along with the hot-blooded need throbbing in his cock. “Christ, baby. I thought watching you suck me was the hottest thing I’d ever seen, but you all wet, touching yourself, is what I’ll be thinking about the next time I’m in the shower.”

A wicked grin lit her face as he pumped his length with a slow, firm stroke.

“Send me…” She groaned. “Send me your bathing schedule so I can surprise you again.”

“Do you see a lot of dirty nights in our future, Tessa?”

“I…” She rubbed herself in tiny, fast circles. “I’m so close.”

“Oh no, little thief. You’re not stealing this experience from me.” He covered her hand with his. “You don’t come until I say so.” He guided her fingers down. “I want to see these disappear inside you.”

“Hudson…I⁠—”

“Let me help you.” Gently, he crooked her pointer finger and pushed it between her folds. She lifted her hips to meet him halfway. With a soft gasp and wide eyes, she silently begged him for more. Angling his own finger, he pushed it next to hers and cocooned them in her wet heat that rivaled the heaven he’d experienced between her lips this morning.

“Oh God.” Her hips bucked off the bed.

He sank their fingers deeper. She’d said she’d only been with a few men, and she was tight as fuck. He couldn’t think of a better way to prepare her to take every inch of his cock that throbbed with jealous need. Crossing his slick finger over hers like a wish, he braced his free hand on the headboard and memorized the shape of her lips.

The intoxicating smell of sweet roses and steamy sex.

The chorus of moans and gasps as her muscles tightened around his fingers.

Reaching between their bodies, she gripped his cock with her free hand. “This. Please.”

The raw need in her desperate plea lit dynamite under his constraint and blew it to hell. Pulling their fingers free, he brought them to his lips. Her pupils dilated as he sucked them into his mouth. “You taste as good as you feel.”

Her eyes rolled back in her head as she slid her free hand between them.

“No more touching yourself.” Gathering both of her wrists, he pinned her arms above her head. “I need to be inside you when you come.” He lined his cock up with her center and pressed the tip against her clit. “I haven’t been with anybody in over six months and I’m clean.”

She arched beneath him. “Three years and I’m clean too. And I’m on the pill.”

“You’re good if I fuck you bare?”

He didn’t need to ask again because a snap of her hips broke his well-intentioned hesitancy to shreds. Nothing short of a nuclear detonation could have stopped him from sliding into Tessa and filling her almost completely in one primal stroke.

She cried out, a ragged, guttural sound clamping her tighter around his cock. He fought to regain control of himself. “Are you okay?”

“Yes. Don’t hold back. You didn’t this morning when you made my eyes tear.” She tested his hold on her wrists and moaned when she couldn’t escape. “Don’t take it easy on me now. You…” She pressed her lips into a thin line and moaned. “You know I can take it.” He held her tighter.

“I know you can.” He dropped his mouth and nipped at her neck. “You’re the toughest woman I’ve ever met, but I need to hear you want it.”

“I want it. Please.”