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Tyler kicked off his shoes and pushed his jeans and underwear all the way off. When he was naked from the waist down, she licked her lips.

He reached up to pull off his hat, and she stopped him. “No. The shirt can go, but the hat stays on.”

He raised a brow but didn’t argue. Stripping so the only thing he wore was a hat and a smile, he lay back on the couch.

“I’m all yours.”

Yes, you are.

Her possessive thought escaped before she could catch it. She kicked off her boots and leaned over the couch until she was settled on her knees between his legs.

“Scoot up a bit.”

He did as she asked, and, twisting her hair into a knot on top of her head, she leaned over him, her hands cupping his balls before circling the base of his cock. Her tongue swirled around the tip and then dipped into the tiny hole there, catching the first drop of excitement that had gathered.

As she slid her mouth over him, pressing down until her lips met her hands, she started to pump and suck, swirling her tongue, massaging his balls, her breasts tightening as he started talking.

“Fuck, God, yes. Holy shit, just like that. Dani . . . ”

She fought a smile as she stepped up the speed, his groans becoming a beat to music only she could hear. She was sweating, and her jaw was starting to ache, but she pushed through it, keeping up the pressure until she felt his cock jerk in her mouth.

His hand tangled in her hair, freeing the strands from the makeshift knot, and as the curtain of her blonde hair shrouded her, she swallowed his pleasure. He shouted her name this time as he came, and when she was sure he was done, she licked up his shaft one more time, similar to what he’d done to her.

Flipping her hair off her face, she smiled up at him. “So . . . are you satisfied?”

“Fuck, yeah.”

She kissed over his abdomen, his six-pack muscles jumping under her mouth as she climbed up his body, tucking her knees along both sides of his hips as she straddled him.

“Good.” She started to lift herself off him, but he reached up and grabbed her hips. “You don’t have to move.”

Stretching out on top of him, she laid her cheek on his bare chest. “Okay, but I thought you had to go get Duke.”

“I do, but shit, Dani, I don’t want to leave you.”

His chest rumbled with every heavenly word coming out of his mouth, and she lifted her head, folding her hands on his chest.

“So, how about next weekend I come over to your place? Noah will be at my parents’, and I could make you dinner.”

His thumb brushed across her lower lip.

“Will you be cooking naked?”

“If you want me to,” she said.

“You are such a tease. Now I’m gonna think about you standing in my kitchen naked with a wooden spoon . . . Fuck, I’m going to have blue balls all week!”

“Hey, you were the one who brought it up. I was just being accommodating.”

“I think you like knowing you drive me wild.”

Her fingers played across his pecs. “I like knowing that you want me.”

Tyler’s hand tangled in her hair, cupping the back of her head. “Oh, I want you, all right. I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anything.”

His words sent her stomach somersaulting, and she leaned up to kiss him, softly and sweetly.

“What was that for?” he asked.

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