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She followed suit and made a low moan. “Oh, wow.” Then she dug in and requested another muffin to mop up the rest of the sauce.

We laughed through the meal as I filled her in on the rooftop party. “It definitely wasn’t as fun as I’d hoped.”

She tore off a piece of an English muffin. “You mean when you convinced poor Tabitha to invite you?”

I winced. “Caught that, did you?”

“Maybe.” She took a sip of her juice. “It was inspired to invite the fire department though.”

I rolled my eyes. “Yeah, that was not the plan.”

“Lucky?”

“Guessed it in one.” And because she had a good idea with the extra bread, I returned to the kitchen to make another English muffin and brought out the rest of the sauce.

She took the sauce bowl from me. “This is like crack.”

“I won’t tell you how many calories are in there.”

“Don’t worry, we’ll work it off.” She winked at me, and my dick went back to fully hard.

“You’re not like any woman I’ve ever been with.”

“I do like being an original.”

I leaned over to steal some of the sauce she’d filched.

She twisted until the bowl was out of reach. “Nope.”

“Greedy.”

“You have no idea.”

“Is that right?”

Her laugh slipped away as she flicked open the two buttons that kept her shirt together. “I like getting what I want.”

I gripped the edge of the table when she slid her shirt open to reveal one breast. “Isn’t that every woman?”

She dabbed her fingertip into the sauce and trailed it over her tight nipple. “Maybe. But I bet you haven’t tasted this sauce off all the women you’ve made this for.” She stood as she licked the creamy hollandaise off the pad of her finger. Then she tucked my hair over my ear. “Do you usually make it as a parting gift?”

My gaze fell to her breast. “Sometimes.”

“Is this a one and done, Caleb? It’s okay with me if it is.”

“No. There’s nothing about us that’s one and done, Luna.” I leaned in and flicked my tongue over the salty tip, watching as her bright blue eyes went dark with pleasure. I drew her closer, tucking my hands into the pocket of her shorts to anchor her between my legs.

I used my beard and lips

to caress every square inch of her beautiful breasts. She swayed as I took my time to learn her. To watch her eyes dilate when I nipped a little too hard and then go slumberous as I gentled. All the while she played with my hair until we were both practically purring.

I wanted to take my time with her.

Instead of sprinting for my own orgasm, I wanted to watch her go over again.

She shrugged off the shirt and it pooled at our feet. I slid my hands free from her shorts to unbutton them until they followed suit. She wore a pale pink scrap of panties, but instead of removing them too, I spun her around.

“Christ, you’re beautiful.” I raked my fingers lightly down her smooth back to the lush curve of her ass. The panties were almost not worth wearing. It hid nothing, but accented everything. She rocked lightly to the music, her hips keeping rhythm with the beat.

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