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Before he could lull me into a light sleep, his hand slipped between my legs.

His touch sent a bolt of energy ricocheting between my thighs. I looked over my shoulder and cocked a brow. “Does that come with the back massage?”

His heated gaze met mine as he slid a finger back and forth through the gathering wetness. “It comes with anything you want.”

He shifted to stretch out next to me, his body half-covering mine. The friction his hand was creating made me lift my ass into the air and spread my legs a few more inches to give him better access.

I wasn’t facing him, but the intimacy of this position was undeniable.

“I love how responsive you are, Em.”

“It’s not me, it’s you.” I wiggled to urge him to do more than tease me. I needed him in me.

His low chuckle rumbled right into me. “Do you want more?”

“This is a slower, more torturous version of the night we met.”

“I wanted to hold you that night,” he said.

I opened my eyes. Our faces were close. The soft scent of his mint-and-basil soap surrounded me and mixed with the whiskey-barrel smell of his shampoo. The throb between my legs intensified. “I wanted to cuddle too. I wasn’t sure what came next, but I didn’t want to leave.”

“I thought about you every night until the day of the game.” He circled my clit, steady strokes that I rocked my hips with.

“I tried not to think about you.” I ground into his hand, and he rewarded me by smoothly pressing a finger inside. He was so damn good with his hands. “I thought it was some fantasy other girls get that I got to have for a night.” I let out a long moan as he hit all the right spots at the same time.

“I’m going to fuck you from behind just like our first night together. Only, there’s no clothes in the way and I get to see everything.” He practically growled the last part.

“Yes,” I panted. I was careening to my peak, but his voice anchored me.

He kept the same pace. “And afterward, I’m going to hold you. I’m not letting you go.” He raised himself to his knees. I arched my ass higher, about to slam headfirst into my orgasm. “Unless you have to leave, but this time, I’ll know where to find you.”

“Oh, God, Holden!”

I catapulted into my climax, somehow ending up on my hands and knees as he coaxed out a long orgasm. How could every time with him feel like I was shattering records? It’d never been this strong before, never this long before, and I’d never left my body and sailed into the atmosphere before.

But I did, and he held me. He was all around me, consuming me but setting me free at the same time.

I didn’t have a chance to come down before he placed himself between my legs. We weren’t in a cramped back seat, and I wasn’t hidden. All of me was on display, but he’d seen it all before.

His broad head pushed at my entrance but was suddenly gone. “Shit. Sorry, shit.” His hands gripped my hips, his fingers digging in like he was waging a war within his body. “I forgot to grab a condom.”

“So… I never quit taking the pill after my divorce.” I didn’t bog Holden down with the details of how much nicer it was to know when my cycle would be and that it would be lighter. I was grateful for the pill for different reasons right now.

His stunned silence made me wonder whether I’d misread the situation. People talked about him so much I figured I’d have heard about any sexual issues, too, while working at the clinic. Confidentiality in small clinics went only so far.

He stroked my hip. “It’s been a long time since I haven’t used something. And I get checkups.”

I craned my head to look over my shoulder. Strain that had nothing to do with the topic and everything to do with his pulsing erection was etched across his face. “Do it.”

His fingers tightened in my skin. “Are you sure?”

“I’m sure.”

He didn’t look away, nor did he enthusiastically plunge inside. He entered me slowly, filling me inch by inch until he pressed against all the pleasure centers. It was a form of foreplay on its own.

When he was seated fully inside, he draped himself over me. A deep groan resonated through him and into me. “You feel so fucking good.”

A strong arm came around my waist like a vise, and his other hand pressed into the mattress next to mine. Before I knew it, I was consumed again, only this time it was different. This wasn’t a quickie in the back seat where we hoped we wouldn’t get caught.

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