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This was pure Rylee.

She rolled her hips in time with my touch. My name a whispered sigh rumbling in her chest and teasing her tongue. I wanted the first crack at it. Not to let it free to the air, but to own it and swallow it inside me.

She didn’t want to know my name that first night, but now it tumbled out of her like breath. She strained under my orders for her hands to stay at her sides. If she touched me, I’d be done. I wouldn’t be able to deny her anything.

Again.

Like then, but even stronger now because I knew what she was like and I was running into that storm with knowledge and hopefully, a little more fortitude.

Each burning groan I took and gave back more with a flick of my thumb to add to the grasping tightness of her pussy. My forearm ached and spasmed at the angle, but I didn’t care. She was going to come with my name on her fucking lips.

I curved deeper and thrust slowly and endlessly as she gasped and shifted against me. I dragged the other shoulder of her sweater down with the strap of her little scrap of lace under the sweater.

Her little brown nipple puckered and I covered it, sucking on it hard as she bucked up for more. “Yes,” I mumbled against her skin.

Warm silk over the most perfect breasts on the damn planet.

I cupped my hand around it, lifting so I could get to every bit of her. I relearned her taste and with each flick of my tongue, she arched for me. Finally, she cried out and shook around my hand, her arm hooking around my neck to hold me tighter to her breast.

My name was a shout with a desperate groan chaser.

Shit, I couldn’t wait any longer.

I slid out of her and wrapped my arms around her. “Hold onto me.”

Once her legs and arms were secure around my shoulders and hips, I strode through her tiny living room to the doorway of her bedroom. I set her down on the twisted sheets and we both stripped. My fingers were shaking, for fuck’s sake.

I was still trying to open my button down shirt when she flipped her sweater over her head and went for my belt.

I groaned as she curled her fingers around my shaft and gave it a firm squeeze. “God, do that again,” I said on a broken breath.

She stood up and fisted my cock with a wild smirk. “Get inside me and I’ll squeeze you even tighter.”

“Jesus.”

I toed off my boots and eased her away from me so I could get my goddamn jeans and underwear off. I had just enough brain power left to dig out my wallet and a condom before I threw my jeans to the side.

However, Rylee would not be deterred. She twisted her long fingers between my arms and got a hold of me again.

I tossed the condom on her bedside table. Since she wasn’t going to listen to me at this point, I shifted and went for her jeans instead. She kicked off her boots with a little help from me, and we both rolled onto her bed with a laugh.

My only goal was to get inside her perfect pussy.

I knelt between her legs and swiped my thumb up her soaked slit. She rolled her hips as she circled my wrist to bring the flat pad of my thumb back down where she needed it. She hissed out a breath as I found her clit.

I wanted inside her, to feel the clasp of her body again. But I knew I wasn’t going to last.

There hadn’t been anyone since Rylee.

Even when I attempted to push her out of my head with another woman, I couldn’t get beyond a drink. Hell, I hadn’t even kissed anyone since her.

She was a first for me in so many ways.

I lowered my mouth to the little triangle of dark hair and sipped from her soaked skin. I found her clit and lightly curled my tongue around it and explored my way to every pleasure center she had. She pushed at my head to get me to stop, but I wasn’t going to be happy until I heard my name again.

I sucked and twirled my tongue around her tight little clit. To get some relief, I pressed my throbbing hard-on into the bed. Concentrating on her was what mattered now.

I could wait. I would wait.

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