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“I remember most of it,” I rushed to clarify. “I remember that you have a dimple on your ass cheek right—” I slid my hand down. “Here.”
Nova rolled her eyes.
“And I remember that you have a freckle—”
“You reach for my freckle and I’m going to smack you,” she warned.
I laughed nervously.
“I remember the way your breath catches,” I murmured, my eyes on hers. “When I slide my hand up your thigh. And I remember the little squeak you made when I put your legs over my shoulders.”
“Okay,” she muttered shakily. “I get it. No need to go down the list.”
“I remember how you jerked your hips up,” I continued, watching her eyes go unfocused. “That first time I slid—”
“Fuck,” she whispered.
I wasn’t sure who moved first, but in the next breath, her hands were fisted in my hair and we were kissing frantically.
Chapter 2
Nova
Iknew itwas a bad idea, but that didn’t stop me. As I tore at Rumi’s shirt, pulling it over his head, I refused to think about where we’d be when the frenzy wore off.
“You’re so beautiful,” he breathed as my shirt followed his onto the floor.
“You don’t have to say that,” I murmured, leaning forward to kiss his chest. I traced my tongue around his nipple and smiled as he gasped. I was so into it that it was a little startling as he pulled my head away and tilted my face up.
“Why wouldn’t I tell you you’re beautiful?” he asked as my hands explored the waistband of his jeans.
“I’m not one of your ladies,” I replied easily, unbuckling his belt. “You don’t have to butter me up.”
He frowned at me, but I was in the zone. I needed him naked. After that morning, I hadn’t believed that we’d sleep together again, and I wasn’t about to overthink it.
“Nova.” His tone was off and my hands froze as he wrapped his fingers around my wrists.
“What?” My heart was racing and I wasn’t exactly pleased with the pause in festivities.
“I’m not buttering you up,” he said through his teeth.
“Okay,” I said easily, trying to pull my wrists from his grip.
He glared at me for a second and then, without any warning, pushed me away from him. Before I could even be embarrassed that he was calling a halt, he’d thrown me over his shoulder and was stalking into the bedroom.
“If I wanna call you beautiful,” he said angrily. “I’m gonna call you beautiful.”
“Sure,” I said breathlessly as his hand slapped my ass.
“And if I wanna whisper sweet nothin’s in your ear while I’m fuckin’ you,” he continued. “I’m gonna do that too.”
Everything inside me clenched.
“Okay,” I breathed.
I bounced when he threw me onto the bed, but only once because then his hands were there, stripping off my pants.
“And you’re gonna saythank you,” he ordered. “Orplease, Rumi, harder, or you’re gonna say nothin’.”
