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She blinks at me.

“I love you, baby.”

“You love me?!” her voice breaks.

“Every sexy inch of you,” I tell her.

“Oh, my God.”

“I love you, Arianne Buchanan!” I shout my declaration at the top of my lungs.

She dissolves into a fit of laughter and tears.

I chuckle and I kiss her lips.

“You really love me?” she asks.

“I already told you I love your fine ass, woman. What more do you want?”

She jumps into my arms.

I catch her and cover her beautiful face with kisses.

“Guess what?” I ask, pulling away from her.

“What?”

“We’re officially roommates!”

“We are!” She laughs.

“It’s about time.”

We stare at each other for a beat, smiling like fools.

Something passes between us.

This gorgeous and vivacious woman is all mine.

With my eyes boring into hers, I reach out and trail a finger down from her lips, over her collarbone, over her breasts. She sucks in a breath, my thumb teasing over her nipple. That’s all it takes for me to have a raging hard-on.

“I like those, roomie,” I say low and rough. “I like touching them.” I reward her throaty moan by teasing her a little more. “I like how hard they are under my touch.” I squeeze the tight pebbled bud.

She lets out a curse.

Or is it a prayer?

I lean into her and brush my lips along the underside of her jaw. “You respond beautifully to my tease. I know your body so well…”

A whimper escapes her lips.

I capture her mouth with mine and kiss her hard and hungry as if I haven’t already kissed her half a dozen times this morning alone. Just like every time I take ownership of her mouth, the contact is potent, traveling straight to my balls.

We both let out a shuddering moan as our tongues dance wildly.

After a few heated seconds, I break the kiss, stand up, and extend my hand to her.

“Come on, roomie. We’re going upstairs.”