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He’s already taken me once, and it isn’t like I’ve been sleeping around with multiple men. This won’t make me a horrible person — just human. And they don’t make us wear scarlet letters anymore, do they?

“I admit I want you, Tyler.”

“Are you sure? I don’t think I can stop once we start,” he says, his fingers tightening in my hair and his body pressing closer to me.

“I’m sure, Tyler.”

He reaches for me, and I hold up a hand. “What?” he asks.

“I’ll be right back.” I rush to his bathroom to take care of necessary business. I take exactly five minutes to take a record-breaking shower and brush my teeth with an unused toothbrush I find in his drawer. When I come out, Tyler pulls me into the bed without hesitation and flips me onto my back. His eyes are burning with need.

“I thought you might change your mind,” he says before bending and kissing me.

“No. There will be no mind-changing this time,” I assure him.

Then he presses into me, and I feel the full weight of his body, his arousal pushing against my heated core. It sends waves of desire through my body.

Tyler runs his mouth down my jaw and neck. He growls in frustration at the barrier of my shirt as he moves lower, but this problem doesn’t last long. I bask in the feel of him, and my moans mix with his. My fingers trail down his back as he spreads my thighs and rests between them.

He rubs his arousal against me, and I raise my hips, wanting to skip the foreplay and feel him thrusting inside me. I need this connection, need our bodies entwined. But he begins moving, kissing his way down my body, making me quiver with each new place he touches, exploring me, feeding my hunger.

When he spreads me open and his tongue slowly trails up my folds, my back arches from the bed. No, this hasn’t been the wrong choice. He’s masterfully lifting me to the greatest pleasure. The feelings are so much stronger than eight years before. Yes, it was amazing then, but now, now it’s indescribable.

Closer and closer I come to an orgasm, but then he stops, moves to my thighs before drifting back to my little bundle of nerves and circling it with his tongue. I cry out my frustration, but he knows exactly how close to bring me before backing off again, drawing out the agonizing pleasure for what seems like forever.

When he climbs his way back up my body and sucks on my breast while thrusting his fingers inside my wetness and flicking his thumb across my swollen bud, I tug on his hair.

I reach down, needing to feel his silk-covered hardness. My fingers wrap around his erection and squeeze, feeling his groan through my entire body.

He kisses his way up my neck again. “Are you protected, Olivia?” he asks while still pumping his fingers inside me.

“No,” I moan. Do I care? The last thing I want is for him to stop. He turns away from me, and I’m tempted to yell at him. But he pulls out a condom from a bedside drawer and comes back to me.

“Put it on,” he says, turning on his side and showing off what he has to give. Impressive.

“Gladly,” I tell him throatily, grabbing the packet and ripping it open.

I’ve never done this before, and I fumble with the damn thing. I make him groan again when I’m squeezing the tip of his arousal while trying to get the latex on.

“Never mind. I’ll do it.”

“I’ve almost got it,” I say with an urgency I know we’re both feeling.

Though it most likely takes me five times as long as it would’ve taken him, he allows me to finish, and then I run my hand up and down his hardness.

“I’ve got to have you now,” he says and turns me onto my back without delay.

“Yes, now, Tyler!” I wrap my legs around him and trail my nails along the taut muscles of his back. I close my eyes and wait for him, and when it doesn’t immediately happen, I wiggle.

“Open your eyes, Olivia.” His words are a quiet command, and I don’t consider disobeying. I stare at him as he fully sinks inside me in one smooth thrust.

I immediately explode, the pleasure growing more intense as my body squeezes around him in hard pulses. He slowly moves, drawing it out as we continue gazing into each other’s eyes.So erotic.

“You’re so damn responsive that it takes my breath away,” he reverently whispers when I feel the last of my orgasm begin to dim.

“More,” I plead. I want to feel this over and over again. He doesn’t disappoint me. He begins thrusting fast and hard inside me, and my body surges again and again in ecstasy. I’ll never be able to leave his bed after this.

When the sun’s fully up on the horizon, his body stiffens, and he lets go, releasing his pleasure while buried deep within me. I grow sleepy beneath him, but the contentment I feel being held in his arms frightens me. He rolls over and pulls me against him.

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