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She gripped my wrist. “I want you to touch me. I want to know what good sex is like. Really good sex, with lots of orgasms. Sex that’s a little rough, a little wild.”

Fuck me.

The fact was, I wanted to give this woman everything. Everything she wanted. Everything she deserved.

But I was pretty sure that wasn’t me. With my scarred hands, my rough demeanor, and a life full of fuck-ups.

Then she murmured my name, and moved my hand until it brushed her silky panties.

Fuck it.A man could only hold out so long. I tipped her head back and kissed her.

As my tongue dominated her mouth, I pushed her panties aside and stroked her. She moaned into my mouth, grinding her ass against me.

I stroked her pussy roughly. “My girl’s wet for me.”

“Yes. Colt, yes.”

My cock had never been harder. I thrust my fingers inside her, and she tilted her hips to give me better access.

“You wear these dresses to tempt me, don’t you? To make me want to slide my hand up here.” I stretched my fingers inside her.

She made a choked sound. “Don’t stop.”

My thumb found her slick clit, and I massaged her, watching her face. I quickly worked out exactly what she liked best. I felt her tensing up, her breaths coming in fast pants.

“Colt…”

My phone started ringing. Her eyes went wide.

I knew she was worried I’d leave her hanging again. Not this time.

I ignored the phone and pinched her clit. She was trembling, and I heard my pulse thudding in my head.

More than anything, I wanted to watch her come. Steal all that sweetness for myself.

“Colt,” she gasped.

“Come for me, Macy.”

She did. I kept touching her pussy, watching the pleasure take her. Pleasure I gave her.

She cried out, her thighs clamping closed around my hand. I held her as her body shuddered, emotions flitting across her face. Beautiful.

Finally, she slumped back against me, a dazed look on her face. “Wow.”

I kissed the side of her head and breathed in the aroma of her arousal mixed with berries. Slowly, I pulled my hand free, and she bit her lip. She shifted, and I bit off a curse.

I was about to come in my damn jeans.

“Colt—”

My cellphone rang again. I pressed a kiss to her temple and snatched it up. Beau’s name was on the screen.

“Beau.”

“Colt. I just got a call from a buddy. He owns a mixed martial arts gym out in Bucktown. He just saw your guy walk in like he was the king of New Orleans.”

I stiffened. I saw the light leak from Macy’s face.

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