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“There’s no hurry to do…” His tongue flicked the top of my cock and I gasped. “That.”

He smiled, looking incredibly comfortable with my cock in his face. “You ever go swimming, Clark?”

“Uh…sure,” I said, thrown by the non sequitur.

“And when you go, are you the kind of guy to dip a toe or to dive right in?”

“The first one, I guess.”

“Well, I’m the other kind of guy. I jump right into the deep end so I don’t miss a second of enjoyment.”

He stuffed my cock into his mouth, making me gasp, as his meaning sank in. When he tried to take me too deep, he gagged and backed off. “Never said I’d know how to swim though,” he wheezed.

I smiled down at this amazing man who looked so determined to master my body it sent a thrill through me. I’d never felt so wanted in my life. With someone so new to being with men, I hadn’t expected that. I’d thought he’d be hesitant and unsure. Maybe even change his mind once the cocks came out to play. But not Hunter. He was eager to explore, eager to discover new pleasures with me.

Eager, it seemed, to be my boyfriend in more than just name.

I carded my fingers through his hair. “You’re doing perfect, babe. You don’t have to choke yourself. Just take it slow.”

His tongue stroked me from base to tip, taking my advice, and sending tingles through me. “Yes,” I whispered.

More teasing licks followed. Then a few tentative sucks. Until Hunter had me moaning again, eyes rolling back in my head, chanting “yes yes yes.”

He alternated bobs down my shaft with strokes of his strong hand and flutters of his tongue, until I couldn’t take a second more and gasped out a warning. He pulled back in time for me to come over his fist and lips, white smears decorating his face as I tugged him up my body to kiss him.

Tasting myself on his mouth sent a shudder through me. It was revolting, but so sexy, a tangible sign of just how much Hunter wanted me. When the kiss ended, I took in his expression, no longer surprised that it was one of smug satisfaction rather than uncertainty.

“Congrats,” I said. “Turns out you’re a great swimmer.”

He grinned. “Well, I’ve got a few more strokes to learn. But don’t worry, angel. I intend to master them all.”

A delicious shiver ran through me, but…

“Well, before you do, how about I show you my skills?” I teased, pushing him onto his back and slipping down his body to take his cock in my mouth, deep and fast, too hungry for him to go slow.

“Ah, fuck!” he gasped as I swallowed around him. “I see I’ve got more to learn.”

I laughed, making him jerk with the sensation, as the last thread of my uncertainty unraveled.

No one had ever made me feel as wanted and accomplished as Hunter Rhodes—and I was tired of dipping my toe in the water from the side of the pool.

I was ready to swim with him.

* * *

HUNTER

“Well, that was a good movie.”

I turned my head to see the credits rolling on the action flick we’d turned on and snorted with amusement. “Best movie I’ve ever had.”

Clark rested against me, both of us naked and sweaty on his couch after we’d gotten a little distracted mid-movie. One minute, Clark had been pointing out the historical inaccuracy of a scene in Washington, DC, and the next I’d been kissing him like there was no tomorrow.

Of course, there was no tomorrow like this. Soon I’d have to pick up Toby and resume my real-life responsibilities of work and parenting. This little honeymoon weekend felt like a sweet dream we’d soon wake from.

“I wish you didn’t have to go,” Clark murmured, his mind clearly on the same track as mine.

I kissed the top of his head. “Me too, angel. This weekend has been…”

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