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She swatted at him playfully. “Well, maybe that’s the truth.”

It warmed his heart to hear it. He’d hate to think that after years of her waiting for this connection that she might be disappointed in him. He wanted to please her in every way she’d ever fantasized.

And he wanted to continue that right now...

He bent to lower his mouth toward hers and she immediately turned her head to the side, gently shoving him away. “Wait—let me brush my teeth first.”

He laughed, forcing her back down and tilting her face toward his. “Get over here, silly woman,” he said, pressing his lips to hers. She tasted so good—even first thing in the morning.

She moaned as she deepened the kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck and bringing him even closer. Her tongue slipped between his lips and explored his mouth, tangling with his. He loved kissing her, the way it made him feel. The last week his entire world had shifted; he found renewed hope and passion in Carly’s kiss.

He rolled on top of her and massaged her breasts with his hand as he continued to kiss her. She felt so good; her body was incredible. It took nothing for her to turn him on. Her hands massaged the muscles at his shoulders and down his back, coming to rest on his ass. She held him in place as she raised her hips toward him.

She broke away and stared up at him. “I want you again,” she said, and he could feel the wetness between her thighs.

He groaned as he captured her bottom lip with his teeth. As much as he wanted her, he could feel his semi was about as good as it was going to get. His cock hadn’t seen much action—any action—in years, and after several rounds the night before, it wasn’t exactly cooperating.

“The will is there, believe me, but I think I need to recharge,” he said with a hint of embarrassment.

Carly grinned. “I broke you already?” she teased, reaching down between their bodies to wrap her hand around his cock. She gently stroked his half-erect penis up and down, gently at first, then with more intensity.

The feel of her hand around him while she continued to kiss him senseless felt incredible, but it just wouldn’t go.

Frustrated, he pulled away slowly. He may not be able to because of all the previous orgasms, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t pleasure her. “Do you have a vibrator?” he asked, desperate to see her come.

“I’ve been single, pining over you for the last three years—what do you think?” she said, slightly out of breath. “Top side drawer.”

Oliver moved away to retrieve it and grinned when he found the bright pink, battery-operated dildo in the drawer. It was at least twice as big as he was, ribbed along the plastic shaft, with little rabbit ears at the base for additional clitoral stimulation. He held it up and shot her a look. “How is any guy supposed to compete with this?”

“Exactly why I stayed single and celibate—until it was worth it not to be,” she said, grinning up at him.

“Well, I’m happy for the backup, but hoping I won’t need this very much.” Though if they kept having sex so often, the toy would become his new wingman, because bringing Carly to orgasm was the best feeling on earth.

He pushed her legs apart and settled between them. “Have a favorite setting?” he asked, turning it on. The thing was a little intimidating with its different speeds and vibration patterns.

“Surprise me,” she said, giving him that seriously seductive look that he’d only recently been privy to. Damn, he hated that he hadn’t had that look in his life until recently. But they couldn’t go back in time. Change the past. They were together now. That was what mattered.

He adjusted the vibrator to a slow, steady pulse and pressed it against her mound. Instantly, her back arched and a moan escaped her. He moved it slowly along her folds, teasing the opening. He saw the wetness form and his mouth watered as he circled her opening deliberately slowly. He teased her clit with the vibrations and her moans grew more desperate and urgent.

There was no way he was letting her come that fast. Having this power over her was a high like no other. When they were having sex, they were on equal footing with the give-and-take of pleasure, but now she was at his full mercy and he wanted to give her the best orgasm of her life...eventually.

He moved the vibrator back to her opening, sliding it inside. Deeper and deeper as her legs widened and her folds welcomed it. She moved her hips up and down, grinding against it as the rabbit ears found her clit and pulsed. He saw her body clench around it and he was so desperately jealous of the machine.

He needed to get in there...

He slowly moved the vibrator in and out of her body and lowered his mouth to her.

Carly moaned when the heat of his breath touched her and she gripped his head, holding him there between her legs.

While the vibrator fucked her, Oliver sucked and licked her clit and along the wet folds. She tasted so sweet and delicious, he felt himself harden even more. He knew he’d never come again, but the turned-on way his body felt had him feeling incredible. Satisfying her, watching her get off, was the most intoxicating thing he’d ever experienced.

He adjusted the tempo on the vibrator and Carly’s moans turned into more desperate pleading. She clutched the bedsheets at her sides and arched her back. Her legs trembled on either side of him and he pressed a hand to her lower stomach, holding her down in place.

“Oliver, this is torture,” she gasped as he slid the vibrator out, halting the orgasm that he knew was mounting.

“What do you want, Carly? Beg for it,” he said, slowly gliding the vibrator over her lower stomach.

She twitched and placed a hand between her thighs, touching herself. “Please, Oliver. Make me come,” she pleaded.

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