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“How long have you been out?”

“Since yesterday.”

“And you…”

“I haven’t kissed anyone, Rho. You were and will be the last. Now can I fucking kiss you or do you have more questions?”

Were and will be the last?

My brain moved slowly. Maybe it was the wine. Maybe it was him. I nodded again and breathed out, “Yes.”

My world shifted when I had his mouth. Heat blazed through my veins and landed between my legs and the world was silenced by the drumming of blood between my ears. The caress and softness of his lips was all I could focus on. Tingles rushed through my body and the throbbing between my legs intensified even after he released me.

“Why did you come looking for me?”

“I need you.”

A knee pushed between my thighs and the soft material of my dress pushed higher, grazing my skin. The warmth of his hand followed and the gentle pressure of his fingers moved against my hip. My breath stilled, my nipples tightened, and more heat pulsed between my legs. I wanted his hand somewhere else but he kept it at my hip.

“Me or my body…”

His gaze shifted to a dark amusement and his voice was hard and uncompromising. “You, Rho. Access to your body is a bonus.”

“You don’t know me.”

“I will.”

His mouth was on me again but this time the contact was rough. That hand finally moved from my hip to between my thighs and he brushed a finger over my clit several times before he pressed hard. Tension formed in my stomach while he roughly moved his fingers back and forth, over and over again. His thigh pushed harder between mine and I moved against it, needing more contact. He groaned deep in the back of his throat then pulled back, giving me a hard and amused gaze that assessed me while a tremor went through me.

The feel of his demanding kiss and the steady rhythm of his fingers moving faster and harder against my clit was a perfect combination of blissful destruction. His intense eyes were on me again, watching as fire pooled in the bottom of my stomach and spread through the rest of my body.

He studied me with a keen observation and a tempting smile while I let out a shaky breath. His touch turned to a slow caress until my body settled then his lips gently pressed mine. “What’s your favorite time of the year?”

I sputtered a laugh and his eyes narrowed, confident and demanding. He just made me cum and was asking about seasons. What the hell?

“Fall…” I pushed out and he smiled with understanding.

We were in the midst of my favorite season, which was my favorite because of him.

five

Dreaux.

I stepped away from Rhoni and made myself busy opening the bottle of Hennessy. I filled both glasses and extended one to her. She was still leaning against the door, watching me through the heavy lids of a fresh orgasm. One of many, but we needed to talk first.

I had no idea how the fuck I would survive a conversation when my dick was begging to get reacquainted with the woman whose sweet scent, soft skin, and alluring voice had been the focus of my thoughts for the past four years.

“It’s probably best if I don’t drink that.”

“You’re gonna make me drink alone?”

Her smile was teasing and soft. “I had wine. Four glasses.”

She pushed away from the door and made her way to me. Her skin was flushed and she seemed uncertain. A lot of time had passed but I was still the same man she experienced that night, even if my motivation had changed. I was now driven by the desire to make this woman happy. To give her whatever she wanted unselfishly and not just for one night. For the rest of her life, but we would get to that.

“You’re with me, you can drink what you want, Rho.”

When she was in my care, she would never worry about a fucking thing, most importantly her safety.

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