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“Wanna talk about it?”

She shook her head before slumping further down in her seat. “No. I’m here for Stella… Maybe one day I’ll come back for me.”

With that final statement, I knew she had closed off to any further communication, which I respected.

When we arrived back at Dylan’s house, Daisy paused. “Do you need help getting her into the house?”

“Nah, I’ve got it.”

“I know you do,” she said, her tone warm. And just before she opened the car door, Daisy placed a hand on my shoulder. “Please be everything she’s dreamt you to be.”

Then she was gone.

I looked over to a sleeping Stella, and knew that was all I ever wanted.

Stella stirred as I placed her on top of the ensuite counter.

“Curt?”

“Mm. Let’s get you cleaned up, then you can sleep.”

My good girl sat still and pretty, letting me remove her makeup and drinking her bottle of water without complaint.

However, with my assistance, I had found myself in the most perilous position—standing between her open thighs, not quite touching, but so damn close I could feel the heat of her skin.

“Good?” I asked.

“So good,” she said as a single drop of water escaped the corner of her lips to run down her chin.

My gaze caught on that one point of movement, transfixed on the supple curve of her mouth and jaw. When her palms cameto rest on my pecs, my breath caught in my lungs, rendering me speechless.

Stella continued to explore until she was pulling up my shirt, gesturing for me to take it off. I followed her indirect command, the fabric silently dropping to the floor as her fingers reconnected with my body, the weight of her touch light, yet so,soheavy.

“Baby,” I choked.

“Shh,” she cooed as she leant forward and pressed a kiss to my bare chest.

My hands bunched into fists as goose bumps chased the impression that her touch left behind.

Get it together!She’s been drinking.Using what little brain cells I had left, I managed to whisper. “I-I should leave—”

“Don’t leave,” she said before licking across my collarbone.

“Have mercy on me, baby.” I groaned. “I’m a mere mortal, not some upstanding man with superhuman strength. I won’t be able to resist you for much longer. I’ll break—”

“Then break for me.”

Her desire-soaked words cut off as she sucked on my nipple, humming like she was desperate to draw me in deeper.

Which in turn triggered my complete submission.

Grabbing her throat in one shaking hand, I tilted her head backwards to pitch forward and take command of her mouth.

We both moaned at the joining, fighting for dominance and pleasure.

Stella’s nails dug deeply into my shoulders as her luscious legs wrapped around my waist to draw me in closer.

Her tongue danced with mine, my teeth sank into her wet, puffy lips and her moans had lust overloading my body until my cock was a throbbing mess of pre-cum and anticipation. It didn’t help when she gyrated her hot centre against me.