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Her need pours into me.
My need pours into her.
It's overwhelming.
How the hell do you let yourself need someone?
Trust them to be there?
Trust yourself to be there for them?
For the last decade, I've kept women at a distance. I've convinced the entire world I don't give a shit about anything.
Hell, I convince myself most of the time.
But Chloe…
My fingers dig into her soft skin.
My tongue dances with hers.
Her groan vibrates down my throat.
I need more of that groan.
I need her coming on my face.
She pulls back with a heavy sigh. "You're good at that."
My cheeks flush. It's weird feeling shy. I've fucked more women than I can remember. But this? Kissing someone I care about—
Not sure I've ever done that.
Not with anyone else.
"Oh." Her lips curl into a half smile. "That isn't how I thought I'd get you blushing."
"Me either."
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bsp; "You're scared?"
"Not exactly."
"Then what?" Her voice is soft. Sweet. Understanding.
After all the shit I give her, she still sees the good in me. She still wants to dig past the guy I convince everyone else I am.
I have no idea what the hell I've done to deserve her.
My thumb rubs her temple. It's impulse. It must be right, because it's making her lips part with a soft sigh. "I could never be casual with you."
"But before—"
"Was before. I was a stupid kid. Now… I'm still an idiot half the time, but I've got a bit of sense."
"What does that mean?"
