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“Mine,” I growl, pressing my face between her thighs and burying myself in her scent. She cries out and twists her fingers in my hair, pulling me tighter against her sex, but I am only getting started.

“Yes. Oh God, yes!” she pants as I drag my hungry tongue through the valley of her sex, lapping up her juices and drowning myself in her scent.

Fuck my retirement fight, I can see myself spending the next couple of days buried between her soft thighs and soaking in her warmth. The need to pleasure Dawn is unlike anything I have ever felt before, and it goes beyond the physical pleasure.

I like everything about his girl. Even while buried between her legs, I realize I don’t just want sex from her. Of course, I live for her pleasured whimpers and the little sounds she makes every time we kiss, but I also want to see her eyes light up with happiness or fury, I don’t care as long as those beautiful doe eyes are fixed on me and only me!

Mine!

Dawn is mine, and I will do anything and everything it takes to make sure it stays that way.

“Rocky, I’m so close.” My girl cries out as her thighs begin to tremble. I slide my middle finger into her slippery cunt, almost spilling in my pants when her walls close tightly around my digit. Her cries grow louder and more fevered as I thrust into her, feeling her draw closer and closer to the edge. My mouth closes hungrily over her clit, and that sends her over the edge with a scream loud enough to alert the neighbors. She tugs hard at my hair as her pussy pulses hungrily around my finger.

Her tits heave as she catches her breath, and I wait until she’s not shaking before withdrawing my finger and rising to my feet.

She gasps when I grab the back of her hips and lift her into my arms. Her naked pussy brushes my cock, no doubt staining my pants, but I don’t care about that. “I was careless with you that night,” I say, dragging my lips down her neck as I carry her down the hall to my bedroom. “I should have taken you to bed and made love to you like you deserve. Let me make it up to you, kitten.”

“Are the roses really for me?” she whispers, her hazel eyes threatening to suck me in. “No one’s ever gotten me flowers before.”

“I’ll buy you flowers every day for the rest of your life if you desire,” I whisper, brushing my lips softly against hers. Hell, I’ll buy the entire flower shop if she wants it.

Mine!

Chapter Five

Dawn

When Rocky said he’d get me flowers, I figured he was only making empty promises in the heat of the moment.

He wasn’t.

It’s been a week of sleeping with my neighbor, for lack of a better term, and every morning, I wake up to a fresh bunch of roses next to me. There is no confusing the warm feeling that tugs at my heart for anything but love. It’s insane for me to even imagine myself falling in love with someone I know so little about, but Rocky makes it hard for me not to love him.

We’ve only known each other for a short while, but I’ve quickly realized that this man is not the jerk I first took him for. He has his moments where he tests my patience and pushes me to the edge, but after spending so much time around him, it’s hard to imagine a life without him, and that terrifies the hell out of me.

I crave him with such a strong hunger, it’s unlike anything I have ever felt before. From his warm masculine scent and touch to his deep voice . . . everything this man does is enough to have my sex pulsing with heat and my heart clenching with need.

I can’t bring myself to imagine a morning where I don’t wake up to a room smelling like a field of roses or a night where I don’t lie wrapped in the safety of those tree trunks he has for arms. I can’t entertain the thought that there might come a time when I won’t grip those thick muscles as he makes love to me on every surface of his unit.

“Shit,” I whisper, running my hands over my sleepy eyes and pushing back the unbidden thoughts. I have no idea what we’re doing or why I’ve let myself fall so deeply in love with him so fast, but I can’t help myself.

Even now, with my brain still foggy from sleep, he’s the first thing I think of. He’s the only thing on my mind as I freshen up before going to seek him out. I take a short detour into the kitchen to grab a coffee, my heart fluttering in my chest when I find a pot ready.

“You’re up early today,” Rocky calls out when I join him on the balcony where he’s working out, something I’ve learned he does every morning. I take a sip of my coffee as I run my eyes over his gray sweats and up his glistening muscles and marvel at how perfect every inch of him is.

“I have an early class that I don’t want to be late for,” I say, ogling the man over the rim of my cup.

“Of course, I’ll get ready in a few minutes and can drop you off—”

“No,” I say, shaking my head. “You don’t have to do that, because then you’ll have to drive back here when I could just take the bus.”

He breathes out a sigh. “Dawn . . .”

I shake my head, placing my coffee on the table before approaching the man who only moments ago was lifting weights. His eyes flash when I straddle his lap, pulling my nightgown up, so I am rubbing my naked sex against the hard ridge of his cock through his sweats.

I love you.

It’s at the tip of my tongue to confess my feelings for him, but . . . what if he doesn’t feel the same way?

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