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“Show me what you need,” I press at the same moment her gaze falls to my green slacks, and it’s on.

It’s on when she slowly begins to undo my belt.

It’s on when she undoes the button and shoves the material down my hips.

And when she leans closer, to give me her lips, it takes everything in me not to take those.

With a gentle tuck, she pulls me closer, wrapping her small fingers around my achy length and right to her core that’s currently being occupied with mine.

“Will this make you feel better?” I mutter, my voice barely audible because lust and need choke out most of it.

And all I want to do is take her against her kitchen island and have her.

All of her.

Adeline bites down on her lower lip while she bobs her head up and down innocently.

But she’s far from innocent.

And this is far from a coincidence.

Adeline planned this for me, found some sexy, lacy little number to drive me crazy with, and it’s working.

And I don’t want to peel it off.

I love the pale pink against her skin and the notion that all of it was designed to send me to my limit. Whoever made this shit knew what they were doing, and on Adeline’s body it is just sinful.

Almost cruel.

“You always make me feel better, Dodger,” she says when I don’t think she’s going to speak.

And that’s all the confirmation my brain needs to finally give it what it wants.

Gripping my cock, I take full control while Adeline releases it. I find her center, remove my fingers, and use them to peel her panties slowly to the side.

Holding them, I inhale, knowing damn well I’m about to go for a ride.

A ride that’s just one of over a million that’s going to change my life.

In one slow thrust, Adeline’s thighs spread wider for me to take more. We both groan as her walls clutch so perfectly around me.

My head spins a little because not being in her for days has become torture because it’s all I’ve been able to think about.

Lips chasing hers, Adeline meets me in the middle, and it’s all the confirmation I need to pick up my pace and unleash all the pent-up desire coursing through me.

Adeline’s tongue comes out to test me, and I lose.

We battle, taste for taste, while I pound into her and run my fingers, still, over her injured ankle.

I can multitask.

And I’m on duty, so if I’m protecting and serving, I’m not breaking any damn rules or morals.

However, I think Adeline is going to have me breaking everything because I can’t resist her any longer. Especially if she pulls stunts like this off.

“How’s that ankle?” I ask against her lips between kisses, causing her to wrap her free leg around my waist to ground herself closer to me.

“So good,” she mutters breathlessly. “Just need you a little deeper.”