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I brush the back of my fingers along her jaw, a soft caress. “Yeah, about that. I—”

She goes up on her tiptoes, and presses her lips to mine. “I should probably tell you. A gentleman is nice, but totally overrated.”

Her breasts press into my chest, and she moves her hips, massaging my growing cock. “Are you saying you like it rough, Londyn?”

“I’m saying I never had it rough before.”

“Yeah? That was your first experience?” A pink hue crawls up her neck, flushes her cheek. “What?” I ask.

“I haven’t been with very many men,” she begins, dark lashes fluttering over big blue eyes. Her innocence and her insecurities twist me up inside. “I’m not that experienced, Cason. What sexual encounters I’ve had, have left me unsatisfied. But it’s partly my fault. It’s not easy for me to open up, and growing up under scrutiny all the time, makes me feel like I’m always being judged. I shut down when that happens.”

Okay, I hadn’t expected her to say that, and while on one hand I’m happy that she’s not been with many men, on the other I want to punch them in the face for not making it good for her.

“There’s nothing wrong with you. You have to know that.”

Her warm palm goes to my face, and she says, “I don’t want to talk about those other guys. I want to talk about you, and how this morning you gave me the best sex I’ve ever had. I’ve never experienced anything like it.” A wobbly laugh churns in her throat, and she turns her head, breaking eye contact, like she’s a bit embarrassed.

“Hey,” I say and tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, bringing her gaze back to me. “Don’t shut down on me. I’m not here to judge you, Londyn, and for what it’s worth, this morning you rocked my world, too.”

A wide smile splits her lips, and her eyes glisten. “I’m not sure what it is about you.” She crinkles her nose. “Then again. Maybe I am. Maybe I can be myself with you and open up in a way I never could with anyone else. We used to be so close.”

“Yeah, we were. I told you things about myself that I’ve never told anyone else.”

“Same, and for the next two weeks I want that.”

She blinks rapidly, rays of hope moving into my eyes, and as my heart pounds a little harder I find myself saying, “Okay.” Jesus, if I know what’s good for me, I’ll get out now, stop pretending nothing happened between us.

“You’re the only man who’s ever made me feel safe, and when I’m safe, I have an easier time expressing myself. I’m not so afraid to put myself out there.”

I do that for her? I stand there blinking, her admission filling me with pride and seriously flooring me.

“I want you to be who you are. You’re safe with me, Londyn.” It’s not a lie. I’d never let anything bad happen to her.

“I know.”

“I want you to express yourself, no embarrassment, no judgment.”

“Okay,” she says, a hint of mischief curling up her lips. “I loved the way you seemed to lose control. No man has ever looked at me with worship in his eyes before.”

“You’re a woman who should be worshipped, and those guys were assholes for not figuring out what you needed.”

Her palm lands on my chest, covering my rapid heartbeat. “I had no idea how much I liked being ravaged, until you ravaged me. I want that again, Cason.” Empowered, she lifts her chin and asks, “So what are you going to do about that?”

I grip the lapels of my coat and back her up until she’s pressed against the door. Her breathing changes and heat floods her cheeks. My mouth finds hers in a deep bruising kiss and her resulting moan wraps around my dick and tugs.

I tear at the coat, practically rip it from her body as I devour her mouth, unable to taste deep enough. Jesus, this woman is everything...and I swear she’s going to be the death of me.

“I’m going to fuck you, babe. So goddamn hard, you’re going to still feel me inside you when you leave here.”

Her entire body quakes as she tugs at my shirt. “I want that, too. I want to feel you when I’m gone.”

Gone.

Shit, I can’t think about that right now. Not when her heat is beckoning my fingers and mouth. I slide a hand between her legs, lightly brush her sex. I can ravage her, give her what she wants, but first and foremost her comfort is of the utmost importance.

“You’re not too sore?”

Her smile is warm. “Not for you.” She puts her hand on my cheek. “Never for you.”

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