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I groaned, head flip-flopping to the side as he strummed that nub, making that sensation whirl to life in my belly again.

It was so deliriously wonderful that it hurt, and this time, with his pace increasing, I understood why I’d never reached this height with my fingers alone.

When I came, my choked cry echoed through the room, tangling with his as he did too.

It was everything I expected and nothing I imagined.

All at the same time.

It felt even better than before, yet that had already been more than I could have anticipated.

The pleasure sank into my very being, making me feel like mysoulhad lit up with the electrical sensations that scorched a path through my center.

But what made it so much better was that it was him.Him. Digger. James. Whichever—I wanted both.Neededboth.

There was something about him, something in the brooding looks, in his massive form that made me feel tiny, in the way he protected me and shielded me.

God, I’d never experienced anything like it, and I wanted more. So much more.

The pleasure was drugging and awe-inducing, which was so damn good that I now understood all the shit I was taught in Sunday school.

Because there was a reason lust was a sin. It didn’t have a damn thing to do with boyfriends being killed by insane fathers and everything to do withthis.

This was worth pining over.

This was worth going to war for.

This made the world go round and it made it churn to a halt, and at long last, I was invited to the party.

And there was no going back.

19

DIGGER

I wokeup in the crispy forebears of the wet spot.

Immediately, I grimaced.

“Shit,” I rumbled under my breath.

My curse word stirred her, but she stirred even more as, with some gymnastics, I got us both standing before I picked her up and carried her into the bathroom.

“Wasrong?” she slurred, her forehead tipping onto my shoulder.

“Ever heard of honeymoonitis?”

“Huh?”

I rolled my eyes. “Don’t Catholics teach their girls anything?”

“Not a girl.” Her voice turned smug. “Not anymore.”

I almost grinned, but I was mad. More at myself than her. Not only had I fucked her raw, I’d left her like that all goddamn night.

“You’re going to need to clean yourself up.”

She rubbed her forehead against my throat. “Don’t want to.”

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