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“But why?”
“I need to make you lose your mind. I need to hear and feel it.”
“So hear and feel it with your cock,” she said, wiggling against him.
“I can get off in a number of ways, and have, but I haven’t gotten you off in way too long. Let me do this.”
“Oh,” she started to protest, but he moved quickly, kneeling above her, straddling her thighs. With a hand on either side of her hips, he pulled her jeans and panties off in one smooth move.
Breathing heavy, he just stared at her for a long moment.
“Beau,” she started again.
He shifted back. “Spread your legs, beautiful,” he said, his voice gruff.
Heat streaked through her. Like him, she’d been getting herself off for a year and half. It had been while thinking of him, remembering the dirty words, and the touches. But yeah, it wasn’t the same.
She got it. She’d love to make him lose his mind. But the look on his face was determined. And hot. She knew she wasn’t getting her way. At least not until he got this.
She wet her lips and parted her knees.
He stroked a hand up her inner thigh. “Good girl.”
“I’ve missed you,” she said. “I haven’t even wanted to kiss anyone else. And my vibrator isn’t enough.”
His eyes were nearly black as he looked down at her. “You haven’t been with anyone?”
“I so wanted to,” she said with a little laugh. “But none of them talked like you. No one touched me like you. I didn’t even want to dance with anyone else.”
She heard a soft growl come from what seemed like the back of his throat and his touch on her inner thigh turn from a stroke to a grasp. He spread her thighs wider. “Do you have any idea what that does to me? To know that you’re mine? That you’ve always only been mine?”
She nodded. “I hope it makes you hot and wild and unable to keep from—”
His mouth was on her a moment later. He licked her with one long lick, his tongue flat against her clit. He circled, then sucked and she nearly came off the bed.
He ate at her for several minutes before sliding two thick fingers into her.
It took him less than ten minutes to send her shooting over the edge, crying out his name.
When he lifted his head, wiped his mouth, and gave her a wicked grin, she got hot all over again.
“All mine,” he said.
She could only nod.
Just then there was a loud knocking on the door.
They both jumped.
“Yeah?” he called out.
“It’s Maggie. Dinner’s ready.”
Beau looked at Becca. “Hungry?”
For some reason, she felt her face flush. “Yeah.”
She was hungry. For him. For more of what he’d just done. All the things he made her feel and want.
