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He pushed up on his hands. His eyes were filled with something like awe. His voice was gravelly when he griped, “You better not tell me we can’t do that again.”

Relieved laughter burst from me and Forde’s shoulders relaxed, his dark eyes crinkling attractively at the corners.

“Is that an aye we can do it again?”

I grinned, reaching up to smooth a hand over his bristly cheek. “Let’s get fully naked this time.”

Forde gave a bark of joyous laughter and the next thing I knew I was being hauled up onto my feet and swung into his arms. I giggled as he struggled to kick off his jeans and underwear, almost crashing us into my couch as I clung to his neck. His grip on me tightened, his smile widened with delight, and then he was hurrying me upstairs to my bedroom.

“I’m making love to you this time,” he announced like it was a warning.

I couldn’t stop my cheesy grin as he gently lay me on the bed. “I think I can handle Forde Dallas making love to me.”

“Aye?” He pulled off my right boot and then yanked down my jeans, my knickers following suit. “Lie back, baby.”

I reclined on the bed, my stomach fluttering with renewed excitement as I waited for his next move.

Forde’s gaze devoured me. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”

I flushed, my breasts tightening at his appraisal. “So are you.” I’d been distracted by his six-pack but now my gaze washed over his pecs and the unfamiliar tattoo. “You never told me what the new tattoo means.”

Forde gave a shake of his head. “Later. Spread those long gorgeous legs for me.”

My pussy throbbed at the demand, and my thighs tremored as I widened them, opening myself to his gaze. Forde curled his hands around my calves and dragged me toward him.

“Oh!” I let go, falling back on the mattress as he gripped my arse in his hands and buried his head between my thighs. His beard rasped against my sensitive inner skin, and I shifted up onto my elbows, wanting to watch. Forde held my gaze as he pushed his tongue inside. “Oh god!”

How many times had I fantasized about this man licking me?

His grip tightened, a fierce, primal lust hardening his features, which only made me hotter and wetter knowing how much he was getting off on this. It was too much, the feel of his beard scratching me as his tongue tormented me.

I came, short and sweet, crying out his name as I shuddered against his talented mouth. But Forde only doubled down, licking my orgasm up before he took my clit between his teeth.

From there I was blissfully lost. I flexed my hips against his thrusts and licks, reaching for his head, my fingers curling in his silky hair as I writhed against his mouth. Forde growled, pulling me tighter against him, sucking on the bundle of nerves. He lingered and laved and pleasured me … but it was how into it he was that got me off.

My scream rent the air as the tsunami of all orgasms shattered through me.

I was barely cognizant of the next few moments. My heart felt like it might explode if it raced any harder and there was a delicious weight to my limbs as I melted into the bed.

But quite suddenly Forde flipped me onto my stomach. My inner muscles still twitched with the climax as I found myself positioned with my feet on the floor and my body bent over the bed. “I’ll make love to you later,” he growled in my ear. “Right now, I need to fuck you again.”

I nodded, incoherent as his hands cupped my breasts and squeezed, kneading and fondling as he rubbed his hard cock against my arse. I felt hot wetness on my naked skin and realized it was his pre-cum.

“Fuck, Cameron.” He nuzzled my temple with his forehead. “You make me feel like a boy again. I’ve never wanted anyone like this. I feel like I’m losing my mind,” he panted harshly.

I twitched with satisfaction as I turned my head to meet his gaze. “I feel the same.”

His expression hardened and then his heat left me. A glance over my shoulder revealed he was picking up a condom I didn’t even know he’d brought up with him.

I moaned in anticipation, my fingers already digging into the duvet, my toes curling against the hardwood floors. After the orgasm I’d just had, I couldn’t believe I was ready for more.

But when Forde grabbed my arse and squeezed, his grip almost bruising, I shuddered with want.

“Christ, I’ve imagined this so many times, but nothing beats reality.” Forde let out a huff of want before I felt him push inside me. Though I was soaked, I was also tight from the climax. I slumped into the mattress with a groan as he eased out only to drive back in.

His chest came over my back, one hand braced at my side as he fucked me. I was so wet, the sound of our joining filled the room. I groaned from a weird mix of mortification and desire. “So hot, baby,” he assured me gruffly. “Do you know how happy it makes me I can make you this wet? Your pussy is everything.”

I clenched around him in response.