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“Nope. I was knocked up. Then recovering after having Lucas. Then trying to figure out how to be a mom. Then I was busy working while being a single mom. When Lucas got older, I went out on a few dates, but I found dating sucked and I was busy and had Lucas, so I stopped dating. I’ll preface my question by saying I don’t mind telling you, but why are you asking me about Mark now?”

Another jaw clench.

“Because I was rough with you and you haven’t had a man since him and I need to understand where you’re at and how far I can take you.”

Right. He was worried about hurting me.

“You can take me anywhere you want.”

“Rainy—”

“I don’t know what you want me to tell you. Or how to convince you, can do anything you want to me. If you want the details, there aren’t many. He was pretty much not good in bed. He didn’t like oral sex—that’s to say he didn’t like giving it. I’m sure he wouldn’t’ve minded receiving it but fair is fair—if he wasn’t going to do it neither was I. So, in that department, it’s only been you. I might need a refresher course. You were a good teacher the first go-around, so I’m pretty confident you’ll be a better one the second time around. Yes, you were rough. No, you didn’t hurt me. Yes, I liked it. And while we’re on the topic, Mr. Dirty Mouth, I liked that, too. Now, do you have any more questions or are you going to clean me so you can make good on your promise?”

That fiendish smile was back.

“Mr. Dirty Mouth?” He chuckled.

“Honey, you’ve got a filthy mouth when you’re inside of me.”

“Change of plans.”

I didn’t want to change our plans. I liked the plan he’d laid out.

Jase shifted down the bed. His hand went to my hip, then slid down between my legs.

Okay, I was liking where this new plan was going. Especially when he bent and swirled his tongue around my nipple.

“We’re gonna see how quickly I can get you off playing with your tits and fucking you with my fingers.”

Then he set about seeing how fast he could get me off using his fingers to toy between my legs and his tongue working my nipple.

The answer was really freaking quickly.

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

“I think you broke me,” I mumbled.

I heard Jase chuckle.

I looked to my left. Jase was gloriously naked on top of the rumpled blankets. I was still naked, too, but I had a corner of the sheet pulled over my lower half.

“No, really, my who-ha is broken. Closed for business. The end.”

“No complaints about trading Bob in?”

“Bob who?”

“Right, but don’t think he’s fully retired yet. I forgot to remind you to bring it with you.”

“Who says I didn’t.”

“Rainy,” he growled.

I didn’t know what that growl meant, but if he thought it was the beginning of another round when the last one had ended not even five minutes ago, he was crazy.

“I’m kidding. I didn’t bring it. And you sure have gotten growly in your old age.”

“Old? Baby, I’ve fucked you five times in the last seven hours. I’ve eaten you twice and you blew me. What in that says old?”