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Tali

We barely madeit inside the door before Jude tossed his bag on the floor and pressed me against the closest wall. He trapped my hands above my head with his thick fingers as his gaze raked over me.

“This is the shirt?” His voice was thick and demanding.

“You remember?”

His eyes flicked to mine, a storm behind them. “I remember everything about you, but this shirt? The second I saw you in this, my life changed forever. So yeah, I remember this shirt, Stripes. Did you wear it for me tonight?”

I could deny it, but why? Maybe I hadn’t consciously known Jude was the reason I’d slipped it on, but he was. He was the reason for a lot of things.

“I did. I wore it for you.”

His forehead dropped to mine. “You look like a dream.” His hand came up, palming my breast like he owned it. “You feel even better than my memories. And your gorgeous tits are forever burned into my brain.”

My hips arched, trying to get to his. “Let me touch you.”

He released my hands, gripping the back of my hair and kneading my breast, eliciting a whimper from me.

Something in him softened at the sound, and he tugged me close, kissing my throat. I clung to him, my body flush with his, inhaling his distinctly Jude scent.

“I love the way you smell,” I said.

He brought his face up. We were nose to nose, breathing each other in. “You’re all clean and I’m rubbing my dirt all over you.”

“It’s perfect. Make me dirty.”

The tether keeping us in shallow waters snapped, and we both dove deep into each other’s mouths, kissing and licking, tongues coiling and battling.

He smelled like the best time of my life and tasted like music. His rough hand in my hair and gentle arm around my waist represented the dichotomy of who he was—the hardened rock star and careful sound engineer—the loving boyfriend and heartbreaking secret keeper.

He kissed me without mercy. He kissed me like we were in the middle of our love story instead of a deleted scene.

Jude was stronger than he used to be in every way. My palms skated down his muscular biceps to his taut chest. His heart thundered under my hands, and a wave of possession gripped me.

His heart thundered forme.

I released his mouth to kiss along his jaw, and then over the fluttering pulse in his throat. He grunted, his grip on me tightening, when I licked the tendons running from his jaw to his shoulder.

My hands worked under his shirt, pushing until he yanked it over his head, pulling me against him once more.

Jude’s mouth left trails of warmth along my jaw and throat while his hands slipped up the back of my shirt. His palms were fiery against my skin, traveling the length of my spine and down again.

“You feel unbelievable,” he murmured.

He did too. He was hard everywhere.Everywhere. Arching my back, I pushed my hips against his, shuddering as his erection pressed into my stomach.

He released a pained groan and gripped my hips just shy of painful. “You’re so soft, baby. I need to see you. Show me all that softness.”

Without hesitation, I slipped my shirt off, letting my hair spill down my back, leaving me in skimpy little boxers. When he didn’t move to touch me, I wrapped my fingers around his wrists, digging my thumbs into the soft part of his palm until his grip loosened and he let me slide his hands up my ribs to my breasts.

His head dropped when my tits filled his grasp. A hot gust of breath hit my chest.

“Jesus, Tali. You’re so fucking beautiful.”

“Show me, Jude.” His thumbs brushed over my aching nipples, stealing my breath. “Jude…”

His leg slipped between mine, pressing into my heat. The contact had me clinging to him, kissing him with a need that grew from deep in my belly. It wasn’t simply desire, it was so much more.

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