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And then my head craned up toward the sky.
Toward the tree branch, where I knew he had probably gone.
I could’ve left him to it.
Could’ve gone back to sleep.
But… I wanted him.
In my sleepy, vulnerable state, I had no choice but to admit that to myself.
I’d wanted him for weeks.
Hell, I’d wanted him since the first time he kissed me in the forest, like there was no one else for him and nothing else he would rather have been doing.
So I slid out of the massive white shirt I’d been borrowing every night, shifted forms, and headed out.
At the entrance to our house, I peered up.
Heat flooded me when I found Remmo in the same position he’d been in the last time—one palm to the tree, the other on his cock.
Stroking, roughly.
I wanted him to see me, so I let out a slow, soft hiss.
His head jerked to the side, and when those bright green eyes collided with mine, he went still.
And remained still as I slid up into the tree, shifting as I reached his branch.
He stayed where he was, his breathing ragged and his body tense while I stepped around him, placing myself between his chest and the tree’s bark.
When I pulled his hand away from his erection, he released it without protest.
I’d been hoping he’d get overwhelmed with lust and would just grab me and kiss me and screw me. But that hadn’t happened… and I was tired of waiting for it.
It was time to take things into my own hands.
Literally.
My fingers wrapped around his erection, and he let out a strangled breath.
“Iloli,” he said, voice low and rough.
Instead of answering, I kissed him. Just lifted my head up, and captured his lips in mine.
And damn, did he kiss me back.
While our lips and tongues fought, I moved my hand slowly over his cock—which was already wet with something, probably saliva—making him groan. One of his hands wrapped around my lower back, sliding down to my ass and gripping it tightly.
The other hand finally left the tree, grabbing my thigh and lifting me up so the hand on my ass could slip to my front and find my core.
I took a sharp breath in, pausing the kiss when his fingers found my clit.
I’d already taught him what I liked and showed him how to make me feel good.
And I knew him well enough to be confident that he hadn’t forgotten one damn detail of that experience.
His teeth dragged over my lower lip, reminding me to kiss him, so I tangled my tongue with his again as he touched me. As I touched him.
