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Her voice was barely a whisper.

“You want me to?”

She nodded, her lips brushing mine. “Only if you let me do the same to you.”

I grinned and then we kissed, wrapped in each other’s arms and legs, and I took my time feasting on this beautiful woman.

The next week was full of excuses to go to each other’s property to ‘help’ the other. Stolen kisses behind the stables, ‘talking’ about my final exam study when really Rosie had my pants around my ankles, taking me into her mouth. I had to cover my head with a pillow to stifle my shouts as I came down her throat, almost passing out from intense pleasure.

“Wakey, wakey,” she murmured against my ear.

Drunk on my orgasm, I pulled her into my chest. “It’s never felt like that.”

Rosie looked up, her face serious. “I know. It’s never felt like this for me either.”

“This feels … so good.”

Rosie let out a contented sigh.

“About us …”

“Yes.” She sat up and I instantly missed her. I wanted her back pressed against me. “About us.”

“I want an ‘us’. Not just fucking. I want a relationship.”

A smile slowly spread across Rosie’s face, and she rewarded me with that dimple. “How do we tell Amanda or our families?”

“First, is that a yes, Rosalba Zanetti?”

“It’s a yes, Thomas Turner.”

“Then it’s a done deal. We’re together. Everyone else has to get over themselves.” I dipped my head, seeking out her left breast, but Rosie swatted me away.

“That’s it?” she said, incredulous. “‘Everyone has to get over themselves’ is your plan?”

“It’s a brilliant plan.”

“You’re an arrogant—” I scoffed. “Over-confident—” I shrugged. “Cocky—”

“Now you’re talking.” I thrust gently against her hip, making my erection known.

Rosie giggled. “Soon, calm down.”

“I can’t seem to be calm around you. Not after you wrapped those lips around my—”

“Tom, we need a plan. It’s not just as simple as telling everyone to get over it.”

I sighed, planting a kiss on her shoulder. “I know. But right now, we have another forty minutes at best before Ryan comes home with Charlotte from kindergarten, and I need you to sit on my face and tell me how much you like me.”

Rosie burst out laughing. “I’m still not used to how you talk like that.”

“You love it though.”

She nodded slowly and then bit her lip. A line deepened on her brow.

“I promise we’ll talk about this after you scream my name and scare the sheep.”

She melted in my arms as I gave her left breast the attention it deserved, and then the right, and soon, she was writhing on her knees, my mouth between her legs and hands gripping her arse as she watched me worship her with her tongue.

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