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“Well, considering I was talking to Savannah, no, I don’t think I do,” I fire back at him, pulling my bottom lip between my teeth as I watch him step into my room and close the door behind him.
I don’t miss the little flick of his wrist as he locks the knob.
“Savannah, huh?” He stalks toward me.
“She wanted me to come over tonight.”
“And you told her no?” He stops at the foot of my bed.
“Pretty sure you heard me do just that. How’d you get in here, anyway?” Last time I checked no one else was home.
“I used my key.” He kicks off his shoes, then reaches for the hem of his t-shirt. My stomach swirls nervously as I watch him pull it over his head—revealing his perfectly toned torso.
“You have a key?” I swallow hard.
He nods slowly. “Have since I was like ten.”
“And you thought it was okay to walk in like you live here? What if my mom had been home?”
“I knew she wasn’t. No one’s car is here but yours,” he tells me, dropping his shirt on the floor before his hand goes to the waistband of his jeans.
I hold my breath as I watch him pop open the button before slowly sliding down the zipper.
“Um, why are you getting naked?” I ask, a nervous shake in my voice.
“I think the better question is, why aren’t you?” He lifts an eyebrow in question. “Considering the last two times we’ve been alone together, we’ve been interrupted, I thought maybe we could have a do-over?” He grins, watching my expression as he pushes his jeans over his hips and shoves them to the floor.
My mouth goes dry and every inch of my body tenses as my eyes trail the length of Zayden, standing in front of me wearing only a pair of tight, black boxer briefs.
“A do-over,” I repeat slowly, my gaze making its way back up to Zayden’s face.
“You’re still wearing clothes,” he points out, gesturing to my oversized hoodie and pajama shorts.
“So it would seem that I am.” I look down at myself and then back up to him. “Perhaps you should do something about that,” I say, honestly a bit surprised by my own brazenness.
His nostrils flare as his gaze darkens.
“Perhaps I should.” A wicked grin plays on his lips as he steps around the side of the bed and reaches for me. Pulling me to the edge of the bed in one quick tug, he has my sweatshirt over my head before I can even think to react.
When his eyes shoot to my chest, I quickly remember that I don’t have a bra on, but before I can attempt to cover myself, Zayden tosses my sweatshirt to the floor and shoves me backward. He climbs on top of me, both of our legs hanging over the edge of the bed as he pins my arms above my head.
“What did I tell you about hiding from me?” He tisks, running his nose between my breasts.
“Zayden,” I practically moan his name, jerking when his warm tongue slides over one of my nipples.
“I love your body.” He moves to the other nipple, pulling it into his mouth on a hard suck. “I love how good you taste.” He trails kisses upward—across my collarbone to the soft spot at the base of my neck. “I love how you smell.” He inhales deeply and goosebumps erupt across my skin. “You’re all I can think about.” He presses a kiss to my jaw. “I go to bed thinking about you.” His lips graze mine. “I wake up thinking about you.” He gives me a soft, closed mouth kiss. “You have completely fucking consumed me, Rylee Harper.”
“Zayden.” I arch into him when he grinds his erection into my center.
“Do you have any fucking idea how badly I want you?” He slides his tongue along the seam of my lips. “How badly I want to feel you tight around me?” He dips his tongue into my mouth, and I’m instantly lost to the sensation.
When I’m with Zayden, it’s like the rest of the world falls away. I suddenly no longer care about anything or anyone else—only him. I want to be with him.
“I want that, too,” I admit, my voice thick with desire.
He pulls back slightly and stares down at me for a long moment.
“I would never ask you to do something you’re not ready to do. You know that, right?” His voice is soft, almost hesitant, and is a complete contradiction to everything I know about this man.
