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“Sure,” she laughs as I pull her feet apart and open her legs.

Summer watches me intently. White-hot need flushes through my veins, burning for her as I twist and kneel between her knees. “What’s that?”

When she doesn’t answer, I hook her legs over my hips and brace myself over her, pushing up on the arm of the couch above her head. “C’mon, Rainbow Girl…cat got your tongue? Tell me, what’s my type?”

“I think if you were a girl, you’d love Barbies.” There’s something about her tone that’s off. Almost like she’s trying to force the casual tease.

“Barbies?”

“Yeah…”

“You mean blonde chicks with big boobs and—” I stop when Summer frowns, all the levity that she was holding on to evaporating. This is not where I saw this conversation going, but now that it has, I feel like a jerk for not foreseeing it.

“I’m not any of those things, Parker.” The statement is barely an audible whisper, but it blasts through me in a way that has me pinning her beneath me before I roll us onto our sides.

With her sandwiched between me and the back of the couch, I cup her face so she has no choice but to meet my gaze.

“You’re beautiful, Summer. There isn’t a part of you I don’t worship, starting with your cute painted toes to your glorious ass and incredible tits. Not to mention your tight…what was it you called it? Your thingy?”

That makes her chuckle, and my chest tightens around my thrumming heart as it stutters at the precious sound.

“Lady taco…”

“Yeah, your pussy is magnificent. I like the way it tastes and the way it gloves my cock. Like you were made just for me.”

When I flex into her, the lusty smile that cuts her face is infectious.

“There isn’t a single moment that you don’t do it for me, but what really gets me going…” I stroke down her jaw to her shoulder, trailing my palm down to her hand. While I lace our fingers and bring hers to my lips, I breathe in her trembling breaths. The static pops and crackles around us when I hold our clasped hands to my chest. “What makes you my one and only type is who you are inside. There’s no one else in this entire world like you. No one could live here the way you do.”

“Parker…”

“No one says my name the way you do. There really is nobody that could compare to you, and although you’re sexy as fuck when you’re jealous…I really need you to know that you’re the only one I fantasize about and want to bone all the fucking time.”

In agreement with my statement, my cock hardens some more, nudging at her hot, panty-covered slit when she hitches her leg higher up my body.

“I love you, baby.”

A low gasp escapes her as my words set in.

“Every perfectly biteable inch of you.”

Summer giggles when I descend on her and nip at her neck. I don’t stop until her laugh is loud enough that it might wake Easton up. Flipping onto my back, I drag her onto my chest and watch her while she goes back to the movie. Fingertips trail lightly over the grooves of my stomach, with long, steady breaths tickling my goose-pimpled skin.

“Question…”

At my remark, Summer looks up at me. “Yeah?”

“What’s your type?”

“Hmmm…” she scoffs gingerly, her hand trailing up my chest until she’s pinching my chin. “I guess I have a thing for hot dads…you know…blond hair, blue eyes, older, and sorta freaky dickie…”

“Freaky dickie?”

“Mhmm…” With a languid swipe of her tongue across her plump lip, she adds, “Bossy and no holes barred…”

“You mean holds.”

“That too, but I definitely meant holes.” An errant finger trails up to my lips and pushes into my mouth as a guffaw vibrates from me.

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