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I scoffed. “Hardly. You have me all wrong. I’m not the bad guy you think I am.”

She didn’t respond to that. “You should know I’m clean, too. I tested a while ago, but I haven’t been with anyone since.”

This was the tough part. “Are you on the pill?”

“You should have thought about that last night,” she said, angling her head to the side.

“You knew and could have shared yay or nay,” I tossed back and regretted it as I didn’t want this to turn confrontational.

“I could hardly think with your mouth buried in my pussy now, could I?”

I grinned because she’d just acknowledged she enjoyed our time together.

“Keep the cocky grin to yourself, but no, I’m not,” she said, finally answering my question about the pill.

“Can I ask why not?” I asked, trying not to panic.

“Unlike you, the list of names for me is very short. And I haven’t been in a serious enough relationship lately to worry about that.”

There were other questions I could have asked, but I wisely kept my mouth shut. I didn’t think she was in the mood for the “getting to know each other” portion of the conversation I hoped to reach.

“But don’t worry. I plan to get the morning-after pill.”

“I can, uh—” I hesitated, not sure how she would feel about my response. “I can give you the money for that.” Yep. It was the wrong thing to say.

The flat line of her pursed lips angled downward. “You can’t fix everything with money. Besides, I didn’t stop you. So I’ll take care of it.”

I knew enough about her to leave it at that. “Will you go out with me?” The other thing I was certain of was that I wasn’t done with her.

“I thought we were going to fuck and get each other out of our system.”

“Am I out of your system? You’re not out of mine.”

She opened her mouth, but I cut in as I started the slow walk around the island where she stood rigid in place.

“And it’s not just that. I want your phone number. And don’t offer me your social media handle. I don’t want to slide in your DMs. I want your number. I want to know your last name and how you chose to be a tow truck driver. I want to know more about you. I want you to know more about me before you judge. Give me a chance, Avery, to prove to you I’m not that guy you think I am.”

When I finished, I stood in front of her.

“Stop talking,” she said in a half-whisper as she rose on her toes and crushed her lips to mine.

That kiss. It was always the same with her. It was like lightning struck. I walked her back to the island, but she stopped me. She slowly took a few steps around me, and I had to turn to face her. Then her arms came up. She gently shoved me so that my ass hit the island.

Then she did something that made my knees weak. She knelt in front of me. I was only wearing sleep pants, so there was no fight when she tugged down my pants. My hardened cock sprang free and aimed its head at her mouth.

Her lips, swollen from our makeout session moments before, wrapped around the head of my cock and I had to fist the base so I wouldn’t come like a preteen all over her face. Holy hell. The woman knew how to give head as she worked her mouth down my shaft, using her hands in a twisting fashion to heighten the pleasure. I kept hold of the base, knowing I wouldn’t last.

When I got to a fever pitch, I removed her mouth, which was halfway down. Then I urged her to her feet. We both worked at her jeans to free them. But I was too damn close to wait. They got about halfway to her knees when I spun her around, bent her over the island and plowed into her tight sheath.

Good thing I’d turned off the fire on the burner before stalking her around the island, or there would be a actual fire. I hadn’t bothered with a condom. She said she was getting the morning-after pill, and it hadn’t been twenty hours since our last session. Besides, I’d felt what it had been like to be inside her this way. There was no going back. Not with her.

She moaned as we connected with each thrust. This position had me so deep, I forgot my damn name as she began to spasm around me. I didn’t hold back, and a few thrusts later, I followed her into bliss.

We lay there, her underneath me. My mouth was at her ear when I said, “Don’t run.”

She nodded, and it was only then I unpinned her. My cock hated me as I pulled it free When she got her jeans back over her sweet ass, I silently prayed she would keep her word and not run. I got a towel and wet one for her. I handed it over and got one for myself.

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