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“Nitro,” she murmured and I g

ot a kick out of the smile in her voice.

Smoothing her hair, I said, “Morning, Vegas.”

She smiled and shifted some more, pressing her body harder against mine as she did so. “I thought you’d be gone by now.”

I frowned. “Why?”

“Most do.” Her words fell out absently while she trailed her fingers over my chest.

I had no right to feel what I did over that statement, but I couldn’t help myself. I didn’t like that she slept with other men, but she wasn’t mine and never would be so I let that go. “I’m not most.”

Her smile grew and her fingers skated along my jaw before reaching for my lips. Lifting herself up, she straddled me and bent to place a kiss on my mouth. “That, you are not.” She stared down at me thoughtfully. “You’re a fucking contradiction, is what you are. I never know what I’m going to get with you.”

I cupped her ass. “You ready to finish what we started last night?”

Her eyes flared with heat and she drove my dick wild when she bit her lip. “Yeah.” She slid her body down mine so she lay on top of me. “And Nitro?”

I dug my fingers into her ass cheeks, eager as fuck to get inside her. God, how I fucking needed to be there. “Yeah?”

Her eyes held mine. “I’m ready as hell for your kind of rough.”

I was done.

At the edge.

Nothing would hold me back after that invitation.

I pushed up, my arm tight around her, and flipped us. Once she was under me, I gripped her legs roughly and spread them wide. Positioning my mouth at her pussy, I took what I’d been thinking about half the damn night, and I took it the way I’d wanted to the last time I’d sampled her.

It was a frenzy of need and urgency as my tongue worked her pussy. I held nothing back, giving her a glimpse of what fucking me would be like.

My rhythm was jagged.

The pleasure I delivered, bruising.

Sex was how I dealt with life. I brought all my confusion, hurt, and rage with me and for the hours I was with a woman, handed them to her. Most never came back for seconds. I was too much for them.

Tatum’s fingers dug into my scalp as she gripped my hair so hard I thought she’d pull it out. I hissed at the sensation it evoked in me. I fucking loved the pain. “Fuck, Nitro…,” she panted. “More… give me more.”

I growled into her and squeezed her ass, pulling her up off the bed with me as I moved to a kneeling position. Her head remained on the bed, her back arched up and she wrapped her legs around my neck while I feasted on her.

Sucking and licking, I lost myself in her.

Her taste.

Her scent.

The sounds she made.

It all collided, exploding like a brilliant storm in my mind.

When I finally lifted my face from her, I took in her arms flung across the bed. Her eyes squeezed closed. Her breaths coming hard and fast. She’d totally surrendered to the ecstasy.

I dropped her on the bed and quickly moved off it to find a condom. She complained as her ass hit the mattress. “Why did you stop?”

Rummaging in my wallet, I located what I was after. Eyeing her, I said, “Tell me, Vegas, do you fuck as hard as you fight?”

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