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“I feel like I’m missing something.”

Ford came out of the closet in nothing but a pair of boxer-briefs, and my mouth dried as he launched into an explanation about how werewolves were brought to be. It wasn’t long; he didn’t really know the details, but he finished the explanation as he sat down on the edge of the bed and tucked his legs under the blankets with mine.

I’d thought the blankets were comfortable, before, but they had nothing on Ford himself.

The man rolled me up halfway over his chest, and my head rested over his heart.

“Does that make sense?” he asked.

It took me longer than it should’ve to remember that I’d asked how werewolves came to exist.

“Yep.” I nodded a bit, just so I could rub my face over his chest.

The urge to lick Ford was returning, fast.

And the gist of his story was that there was magic involved. I was sure I’d need more details another time, but for now, my focus was on the man holding me.

His hands moved lightly over my arms and the exposed part of my back. I’d left my hair up, not wanting to deal with it, so it was probably tickling his face and neck like crazy, but he didn’t seem bothered by that.

“So you want me to tell you about one of my books, huh?” he asked me, his hands still moving lazily over my skin. It was like he just couldn’t resist touching me, and that made me feel really damn sexy.

“Yes.” I said, though I didn’t feel convinced. “But… first let’s just lay here for a minute. I can’t focus right now.”

He chuckled, and I couldn’t resist the urge anymore; I licked his pec.

His chuckle turned into a rumbly growl, and his fingers slid down to my ass. “Is laying here all you want to do?” he grabbed my butt over my pants, and I groaned.

Dammit, I was horny.

The fun we’d had at the painting place, and the casual intimacy of sharing a bed so comfortably… it was just too freakin’ hot.

“No,” I admitted with a sigh.

“Why do you sound upset about that?”

“I don’t know. I just don’t want to be the weird sex-obsessed chick. I want our relationship to have substance, too. And—”

“Ebb, if you knew how much I think about having sex with you, you sure as hell wouldn’t think you were weird.” His hand slid further down my ass, brushing my core and making me inhale sharply. “If you want me, you don’t need to be ashamed about it. That’s what I want, too.”

His fingers brushed me again, a little harder.

“Alright.” I slid further up his chest, propping myself up above him a little. “Have your way with me.”

The ear-splitting grin the words earned me was all man.

He flipped us over, and his erection rubbed against me for all of a second before he was halfway beneath the blankets, tugging my shorts down to my knees as he parted my legs.

He devoured me, bringing me to orgasm before he climbed back up my body and captured my lips with his. We were both breathing raggedly as he slid inside me, and after a few sexy minutes, we shattered together.

Afterward, he held me in his arms and told me the beginning of the first book he’d ever published. I fell asleep warm, and comfortable, and feeling so damn loved that there weren’t even words to describe it.

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