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He peeled it over my head. “Excuse me—your shirt.”
A soft laugh escaped me. “Thank you.”
“Any time, Fireball.”
My shirt hit the floor, and his hands found my breasts. I’d left my bra in the bathroom after I used the facilities. He’d already unbuckled it for me, so there hadn’t been a point in refastening it.
“Damn.” His voice was nearly feral. “I love you naked.”
“You’re not so bad yourself.” I dragged my fingers lightly down the dips and ridges of his thick, strong abdomen.
He was gorgeous. Absolutely gorgeous.
I didn’t think I could ever get enough of him.
When I found his button, he swore as I undid it.
And cursed again when I pushed the waistband down, freeing his erection.
My hand wrapped around his length, and his lips twisted in a silent snarl.
Before I could have my way with him, he rolled me smoothly to my stomach, lifted me up to my hands and knees, and positioned himself beneath me.
The back of his head was on the bed.
I was sitting on his face.
My moan was automatic when he tongued my clit. My body’s movements were too.
I rocked.
I bobbed.
I jerked.
And soon enough, I was crying out on his mouth as I unraveled.
His chest rumbled the whole time, the scratch of his stubble on my legs and lady bits as he ate me out. I didn’t mind the burn when I was enjoying myself so much.
My phone rang—and August slowed down.
“I’ll call her back,” I breathed.
“She’ll worry,” he growled against me.
I couldn’t stop my hips from moving again, but his hands clamped down on my thighs.
“Answer the damn call if you want more, Fireball.”
My hand shook a little as I unburied the device from the blankets.
My face in the camera looked a tiny bit flushed, but otherwise normal. It was fine. I’d be fine.
August threw the blankets up over my shoulders without climbing out from under me, so I caught them and tugged them into place. I finished covering myself and hit the button just in time to stop it from going to the voicemail graveyard. I never checked voicemail. Did anyone check voicemail?
“Hey, mom.”
“Hey!” Her eyes were bright. She must’ve had fun researching unscented shampoo and conditioner. “I talked to a handful of the stylists I work with and came up with a list of options. After I compared them all, I realized there were three that have the best chance of working out for you. So, I ordered you a set of each of them. You should be able to pick them up at the nearest beauty store within an hour or so. Just show them your ID when you get there. They technically aren’t supposed to sell to you, but I spoke to them on the phone and convinced them it was fine.”
