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“I’m gonna make you feel so good,” he purred. “Just lay back and let me rock your world.” He trailed his fingers down the center of my chest.

I caught his hand and brought it to my lips. He stared at me with wide eyes as I gently kissed the soft skin inside his wrist. “You don’t need to do that. Not with me.”

“Do what?”

“Perform.”

His face fell and he tried to pull away. I held tight.

“Perform isn’t the right word. I just mean you don’t have to worry about trying to seduce me or play a part. Just be in the moment with me, Nicky. You said you wanted me to put the effort into making you feel appreciated and special. Let me do that.”

“Are you sure?”

“I’m sure.” I tugged him down so he lay on me. “Do you know why I waited to initiate more with you?”

He shook his head.

“Because you were right. You deserve to feel special and for your partner to put the effort into making it good for you. I love that you have boundaries and that you won’t accept less than you deserve.”

“It’s been almost a month,” he whispered, tickling his finger over my jaw. The rasp of my stubble against his skin sent another shiver of awareness through me. “I thought you didn’t think it was worth it.”

“I should have communicated better.” I ran my hands down his sides, where he was hard and smooth and sinuous. “But that wasn’t why I waited. I want you, Nicky. I’ve wanted you since that first night but I didn’t want to rush things.”

He held still for a beat. “I’m not used to this.”

“Used to what?”

“This.”

I wanted to ask him to elaborate, but his tone and the faraway look in his eyes stopped me.

“Do you want me?” I asked softly.

“Yes.”

“Kiss me, Nicky.”

Smiling, he leaned down and brushed his lips against mine. The kiss was sweet and soft and absolutely perfect.

Nick sighed against my lips as I ran my hands over the silky material of his shorts. The fabric shifted and slid over his skin. He wasn’t wearing anything under them.

Moaning, he wiggled closer to me. The little mewling sounds he made were as sexy as any of his usual dirty talk.

Slipping my hands under the waistband of his shorts, I squeezed his firm and full ass. Nick had a dancer’s body, and his ass was a work of art.

Nick tore his mouth from mine and pressed our foreheads together. “Goddamn you’re good at that.”

“So are you.” I pushed a lock of golden hair back from his face. “I could get lost kissing you.”

“There you go saying all that perfect stuff again.” He rocked his hips, a playful grin on his kiss-swollen lips.

A low groan tore from my throat as he fit his mouth against my neck and sucked hard.

He pulled away, his eyes bright with mischief. “There, now you have my mark too.”

“Will that be an issue at work? Me marking you?”

“Nope. I found this amazing foundation that completely covers hickeys and any other love marks. I can just use that to hide them.”

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