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“Where are you going?” Lucian asks with a frown.

I fight to hold back the tears of embarrassment as I face him. “You don’t want anyone to know about me asking you to do this and obviously the kiss was horrible. I’m leaving before you feel the need to let me down gently.”

“You’re insane,” he chuckles, placing a gentle kiss on my lips. “I don’t care who knows, I just don’t need the competition.”

Lucian rubs his erection against my stomach, his hand caressing my neck, tilting my head all the way back. A soft mewling sound falls from my lips as a shiver works its way through my body.

“And that kiss was everything,” he mumbles, kissing my chin before moving to my neck, one hand caressing my ass. “I needed a moment to regain some semblance of control.”

“What?” I whisper.

“I’ve been thinking of bending you over the back of your couch the whole day,” he says with a smile as his other hand fondles my breast through my tank top. “I want to fuck you until you scream.”

“Oh. Good,” I squeak. I seem to have lost all ability to say anything beyond single words.

“Yeah, good.”

He pulls down the gray fabric of my tank top with the cup of my bra, exposing my breast to his gaze. He rubs a thumb in circles around the already-hardened nub, drawing another moan from within me.

“Are you still breastfeeding? I’ve never had breast milk before.”

“Shit,” I mumble as he draws the tip into his mouth.

The question catches me off guard, so it takes me a moment to gather my wits and nod. He groans against my breast, and I assume he is enjoying the experience.

If he didn’t have a hand on my ass, I would have fallen to the ground at the sensation. It’s been a long time since a man touched me, even before I caught my asshole ex-husband cheating. I forgot how much I enjoyed physical attention.

Releasing my breast, he lifts me into the air. My legs lock around his hips like I’ve been doing it forever. He marches into the living room, laying me down on the Burgundy couch he has there, staring down at me.

“Are you sure this is what you want?”

“Yes.”

“Good.”

He doesn’t waste any more time, unclipping the baby monitor from my jeans, he fiddles with the volume before placing it on the coffee table beside us. Lucian unfastens my jean shorts and slips them down my legs. He licks his lips as he stares at the apex of my thighs.

“No panties,” he murmurs, adjusting his erection. “If I knew that this morning…”

“What?” I ask, feeling a little more brazen as I spread my thighs wider.

“I wouldn’t have built a damn shelf. That’s for sure.”

He falls between my thighs, licking at my center like it’s his favorite treat. My hips shoot up off the couch but Lucian bands an arm across my stomach to hold me in place while he feasts.

The first flick of his tongue sets off my orgasm and a scream tears out of me. He presses two fingers into my spasming sex and I moan like a wanton whore. He wrings every drop of pleasure from my body before drawing away. My body is lax with post-orgasmic bliss.

Lucian smiles, holding himself above my body. He leans down and kisses me, letting me taste myself on his lips. I want to beg him to fuck me, to take away the aches inside me but I don’t.

The baby monitor crackles before Tyler’s cries ring out.

Chapter Six

An Almost Happy Ending

Lucian

The moment Tyler’s cries ring through the room, I know this interlude is over. Cassandra is a mother and that will always come first. Pushing off her body, I quickly help her get her shorts back on and her top back into place.

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