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Something about the command sends a shiver straight through me. I turn and climb onto the bunk, but I barely make it forward before his hand cups my ass. His palm moves over me slowly, almost lazily, like he has all the time in the world, and then he brings it down hard enough to make me gasp. The sharp sting blends almost immediately into pure pleasure, sending warmth straight to my already pulsing core. The sound that comes out of me is a mix of surprise and pleasure, almost unrecognizable to my own ears.

“Hurry,” he says behind me, his hand sliding lower, rubbing my clit as I crawl the rest of the way onto the mattress.

I roll onto my back and prop myself up on my elbows while he steps out of his jeans and boxers. Moonlight spills through the small camper window, catching across his stomach and ribs, and for a second I forget everything else because this is Chace Walker standing naked at the end of my bed. His skin is deeply tanned from a summer spent outside, stretched over broad shoulders, a solid chest, and toned abs that tighten when he moves. Even the pale scar cutting across his bad shoulder somehow belongs there, another piece of him I’ve seen a hundred times but never quite like this. My eyes travel lower before I can stop them, taking in the hard lines of his hips and everything below them, and holy hell. He’s the most beautiful man I have ever seen.

Then my gaze wanders over the bruise forming along his ribs, and my breath catches. “Chace. You’re hurt.”

I start to move toward him, but he shakes his head. “I’m fine. Sit back, Addie. Spread your legs for me, baby.”

Any stubborn, fiercely independent part of me that should object to being ordered around apparently takes the night off when this man looks at me like that. I spent my entire life fighting to be the one in control, but with Chace, giving some of it up feels less like surrender and more like relief. And God help me, his demanding side turns me on more than I know what to do with.

I lie back and let my legs fall open for him to see all of me. I should feel shy or awkward lying so bare in front of him, but I don’t. It feels like the most natural thing in the world.

His eyes darken at the sight of me before he climbs onto the bunk, and a shiver of desire runs through me. Instead of coming straight over me, he starts at my ankle, pressing his mouth to my skin and slowly working his way upward. His kisses trail along my calf, then higher, taking his time until the anticipation has me shifting restlessly beneath him. When he finally reaches the place he brought me apart only minutes ago, he presses one soft kiss there, so unexpectedly gentle that my whole body tightens.

My back arches off the mattress and a moan slips from my throat because somehow even that small touch is enough to light every nerve in my body on fire again. “Chace,” I reach for him, already aching for more. “Please.”

He moves higher, slipping one finger inside me and then another while his mouth travels across my hip and up my stomach. His movements start slow, giving me time to feel every stroke, and my fingers thread into his thick hair as the pressure begins building all over again.

“You’re so fucking perfect,” he murmurs against my stomach.

I hate how much I like hearing him say that…

His fingers curl inside me, finding exactly what makes my stomach tighten, and whatever thought I was about to have dissolves. The pressure builds slowly at first, each movement adding to it until my mind goes fuzzy again and my hips lift instinctively to meet his hand.

“Give me another one, baby,” he urges.

His mouth closes around my nipple, and the combination makes me cry out. He sucks slowly before catching it gently between his teeth, then moves to the other breast while his hand keeps working between my thighs. I’m still sensitive from the first orgasm, every touch sharper now, almost too much and somehow still not enough. “Chace, I—”

“Come for me, Addie.”

Apparently that’s all it takes, because my entire body tightens before pleasure tears through me again, stronger this time. I grab onto him as the world disappears around the edges, his name spilling out of me while he keeps me there until I have nothing left to give.

By the time I finally come back to myself, I hear the unmistakable tear of a condom wrapper.

Chace moves over me, bracing himself above my body, and the expression on his face makes my pulse jump all over again.

“I need to feel you, Addie.” His voice is rough, almost strained. “I need to be inside you right fucking now before I lose my damn mind.”

“What are you waiting for, then?” I grab his ass and pull him closer, lifting my hips until I’m rubbing against his rock-hard cock. The anticipation of finally feeling him inside me is almost too much to handle.

“You drive me fucking wild, Addie.” His voice is rough as he settles between my thighs. “I’ve wanted this for so long.”

Then he pauses, teasing me just enough that whatever patience I had left disappears. I shift beneath him, pushing my hips toward his, and his mouth curves like he knows exactly what he’s doing to me.

“Impatient, Sunshine?”

“Shut up and fuck me, Cowboy.”

His hand comes up, fingers wrapping gently around my throat as he braces his weight on his other arm. The touch sends a streak of red-hot pleasure straight through me, and the look in his eyes tells me he knows exactly what it does to me. Then he pushes into me slowly, giving me time to adjust as he fills me little by little. The stretch steals my breath, my fingers digging into his shoulders until he’s finally all the way inside me.

“God, Addie.” His forehead drops against mine as his breath leaves him in a shaky rush. “You’re so fucking tight.” He kisses me, swallowing the sound that escapes my lips, but still he doesn’t move. Every muscle in his body is tense with the effort of holding himself back. For all his threats about not going easy on me, he’s suddenly perfectly still, like he’s afraid I might break.

I smile against his mouth. “You’re being awfully gentle, Cowboy.” I slide my hands down his back. “Don’t back down on your promises now.”

He laughs against the side of my face. “You sure you’re ready for me, Sunshine?”

“Very.”