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When his lips touched hers, he moaned and deepened the kiss. He slid his tongue into her mouth, wrapped his arms around her, and grabbed her ass in his hands. When she groaned, he raised his lips.
“JoJo—”
“I swear to God, Brett, if you ask me one more time if I’m sure, I will throat punch you.”
Brett placed his forehead against hers and laughed.
“Point taken.” He lifted her and closed his eyes when she wrapped her legs around his waist. They flew open when she nipped his earlobe with her teeth. It shot him into action, and he strode through the house to his bedroom.
He carried her to the bed, placed her in the center, and lay beside her. He ran the tip of his finger over her eyebrows, nose, lips, and chin.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered, lowering his lips to hers.
Her hands moved down his back to the waistband of his jeans, and she tugged his shirt free, then rolled it up. Brett lifted his lips from hers and let her take his shirt off. She threw it, making him grin.
“I hope I don’t need that in the middle of the night,” she said.
“Why would you need it? You’re allowed to be naked here.”
JoJo laughed. “As long as you are.”
“No problem.”
JoJo ran her hands down his arms.
“Your arms are amazing, Brett.”
“Thanks. Now, where were we?”
“Here,” she whispered, pulling his head down and kissing him.
Brett moved his hand between them and unsnapped her jeans and lowered the zipper. He slid his hand inside, and he felt her catch her breath. It whooshed out when he touched her clitoris. He moved his fingers against her until her breathing increased, and she cried out when she came. He raised his lips.
“Good?”
“Oh, God, yes.” She panted.
Brett rolled away from her, stood, stripped out of his clothes, and turned to face her.
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JoJo ran her eyes down his chest, washboard stomach, and that happy trail. She lowered her eyes and bit her lip. Oh, my. His cock jutted out. The man was magnificent.
“Brett,” she whispered.
“That’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard.”
“What?” She frowned.
“You saying my name like that.”
She watched him turn to the nightstand, open the drawer, remove a condom, and toss it to her. Then he got on the bed and stared into her eyes. He leaned forward and kissed her.
JoJo toed off her boots while he lifted her shirt. He broke the kiss to remove it, and then his lips were back on hers. She raked her fingers through his thick hair, clutched it in her fists, and whimpered when he moved away. He was driving her insane.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’m not going anywhere except to the end of the bed to get back to getting you naked.”
JoJo laughed. “You don’t have far to go.”
