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“Quinn,” he breathes, his head dropping back. I continue down his body and unbutton his pants before shoving them down his legs. As he steps out of them, he wraps his arm around me and lifts me into the air before carrying me over to the bed. He lays me on my back and leans over me as he runs a hand down my chest. My nipple pebbles under his touch and he groans again.

“Tell me something,” he says and I release a breath.

“You want to have a conversation right now?”

He nods. “Are you wet?”

A moan slips past my lips before I can respond and my cheeks heat. No one has ever talked to me like that before but it certainly works for me. Or maybe that’s just Lucas.

“Was that a yes, gorgeous?”

“Yes,” I breathe with a nod. He grins as his hand slowly crawls up the inside of my thigh.

“Are you going to tell me what you want?”

I meet his gaze. “You know what I want.”

“Yeah,” he muses with a glint in his eyes, totally in his element. It’s a side to him that I’ve never seen and if I wasn’t already addicted to him, I would be now. There’s something about that little hint of danger in a man I know I can trust that thrills the part of me that still craves a rush. “I do.”

He moves my panties to the side and strokes his thumb over my slit as my eyes roll back in my head and I moan.

“Do that again, baby,” he whispers, repeating the move and I comply, moaning his name as a little voice in my head screams for more.

“Take them off.” I hook my thumbs in the waistband of the lacy white panties I picked out for tonight and shove them down my hips as far as I can before Lucas takes over and tosses them across the room. He stands and removes his boxer briefs before crawling back over me and a moment of panic lances through me before I can stop it.

“Whoa, what was that?”

I shake my head and squeeze my eyes closed. “Nothing. Don’t worry about it.”

“Fuck that. Talk to me, baby,” he says, grabbing my hand and pulling me up into a sitting position. I wrap my arms around my knees and suck in a breath.

“It’s just… I haven’t…”

“Since that night?” he finishes for me and I nod. “Do you want to stop?”

“No! I want to do this and I’m not even scared anymore. It was just like a second where I freaked out a little bit.”

He studies me for a moment before nodding and I watch him as he props a couple pillows up against the headboard and leans back against them before holding his hand out to me. “Come here.”

I crawl across the bed and allow him to pull me into his lap. His cock nudges against my core and I suck in a breath as he groans. Hooking his hand around the back of my neck, he pulls me forward until our lips connect and I sigh, any and all fear melting away in an instant.

“Better?” he whispers into my kiss and I nod. “You want more?”

“God, yes.”

As he nips at my bottom lip, his thumb finds my clit and he circles it slowly as I grip his shoulders and fall apart in his lap, arching my back as I close my eyes and rock my hips against his hand.

“You good?”

I nod. “Yes.”

“Ready for more?”

“Absolutely.”

He releases my neck to stroke my cheek and I open my eyes, meeting his gaze. “Wrap your hand around my cock, sweetheart.”

My heart hammers against my rib cage as I reach down and do as he instructs, grabbing his length before slowly pumping it up and down.