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“I was hoping for that, too,” she says with a smirk.
I stalk toward her before setting the bottle on the counter. The beer, which I’d been so thirsty for a minute ago, is now completely forgotten.
I’m more interested in my fiancée. The one who lives with me. The one who crashed into my life—literally—and turned everything upside down and inside out. The very same one who I’ll marry after she finishes her master’s degree in education.
I cage her in with my arms, pushing her backward until my chest is pressed against her naked breasts and my lips can hover over hers. I’m so damn hungry for the taste of her. It’s always like this between us.
Hot.
Explosive.
Cataclysmic.
When Poppy is in the room, I’m blind to everyone else. It didn’t take long for her to become my entire world.
Without further prompting, she opens her mouth so our tongues can tangle. The whimper that escapes from her only heightens the need crashing around inside me. My cock throbs with painful awareness as one hand snakes between us to loosen my belt, flicking open the button and lowering the zipper in one swift motion. I grip the boxers, yanking them down until my erection can spring free. All I can think about is how good it’ll feel to sink inside the heat of her body.
One thrust of my hips and that’s exactly where I am. A groan rumbles up from within my chest as I bury myself balls deep in her softness.
Every time I do, I take a second—just one—to glory in the sensation. Being inside this girl feels very much like being home. It’s something that was lacking from my life for a long time.
But I found it again in her.
Poppy is my home.
No matter what happens in our lives, she’ll always be my home.
And that’s not something that will ever change.
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Skye
“Yay! The bitches are back together again, and tonight we ride!” Lanie wraps her arms around me and squeezes tight. “It’s been too long, girl!Waytoo long!”
A reluctant smile curves my lips. “I know. It’s good to be back.” The circumstances surrounding my return are less than ideal, but I’m happy to see Lanie again. She’s been my best friend since middle school, and I’ve missed her. FaceTime and texting are nice, but it’s not the same as talking in person. She links her arm through mine as we walk across the open field.
I glance at the cute cowboy boots that adorn her feet. When she told me that we were going to a field in the middle of nowhere, I didn’t believe her.
That was my first mistake.
Second mistake?
Not going with sturdier footwear.
Instead, I’m wearing a pair of flimsy sandals. They’re cute as hell, but that’s not going to do me a whole lot of good across this terrain.
Lanie insisted we celebrate my return by dragging me to a bonfire in a farmer’s field. Already, the place is crawling with drunk-off-their-asses, barely legal adults. Shouting and raucous laughter fill the balmy night air.
