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“I’ve been dreaming of these since last night. I jerked off in the shower to images of them spilling out of that witchy dress.”

My mouth drops open. “You did?”

His thumbs slide over my nipples, sending a whisk of pleasure to my pussy.

“Oh, yes,” he groans, giving me a look so full of hot, erotic promise that I almost dissolve into a pile of hormones. “These tits are fucking magical.”

Magical? My tits?

Xander pushes me back on the bed, and a wave of self-consciousness overwhelms me. I learned to dress to cover my flaws a long time ago. I learned to hide my hurt at the “fat” jibes during high school.

But this moment with Xander is raw and real. I want to apologize for my wobbly thighs, round stomach, and chunky knees, but I can’t find the words. I fight the urge to curl in on myself.

It doesn’t help that Xander is looming over me, his gaze trailing over every exposed inch, his features carved from stone.

“Fuck, you’re perfect,” he mutters, dipping his head to nip my stomach.

I laugh nervously. “No one is perfect.”

His eyes capture mine. “Let me rephrase that. You’re fucking perfect for me.”

I search his eyes, looking for any sign of deception, but all I see is desire. For me.

He trusted me with his vulnerabilities during lunch—can I trust him with mine? Because insane as it is, I’m already falling for this man. Hard. Fast. I know we’re not forever. Our time together is finite. So I’ll commit every touch, every kiss, every heated look to memory like a precious treasure. Warm, bright, wonderful memories to remind future me that I was once desired by an incredible man.

Mind made up, I drop my arms, letting him see all of me.

“Christ, Chastity. You’re a fucking goddess,” he says hoarsely.

And, damn, if he doesn’t make me feel like one.

I rise, wrap my arms around his neck, and pull him down for a kiss. And then he’s on me, pressing me into the mattress, kissing me with unrivaled hunger. He touches me everywhere, discovering my peaks and valleys with urgent hands.

My legs part instinctively to make room for his hips. He thrusts against me with a tortured groan, his jeans the only thing separating us. The slide of his thick erection makes me hot all over as he grinds against my core with a wicked roll of his hips.

Xander rips his mouth from mine and stares down at me. He’s like a hungry tiger crouching over me, eyeing his next meal.

But I’m already caught. And I’m ready to be devoured.

Chapter 6

Xander

This woman… Fuck, this woman is precious. Why hasn’t anyone claimed this green-eyed, open-hearted bundle of sexy curves?

My body is one long pulse of need, craving her touch everywhere.

“God,” I mutter on a halting breath. “You drive me fucking crazy.”

She trails her hand over my chest and down my abs, sliding a finger into the waistband of my jeans. I pull away, capturing her fingers in mine.

“Need to taste you first, Firecracker. If you release the beast too soon, I won’t be able to stop myself from sliding inside you,” I say with a cocky smile.

“The beast?” she huffs as I trail my lips down her soft stomach. “That sounds… ominous.”

I chuckle against her inner thigh. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’ll make sure you’re ready.”

Chastity whimpers as I trail my fingers through the auburn curls concealing her pretty pussy. I part her lips with the tip of my finger, gliding through the moisture pooling there.

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