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Brit shrugs, as though she couldn’t care less. I’ve never seen her look so vulnerable.

It’s taking all my willpower not to step aside and let her in, but I manage to anyway. “Why are you here, Brit?” I ask.

“Because I’ve had a shitty day. And I need you to help me forget all about it.”

I raise a brow. “Forget . . .?”

She takes another step forward, closing the space between us. “Make love to me, Alex. Put some sparkle in this day for me.”

She stands on her toes and kisses me.

I let out a grunt, yielding. There’s no way in hell I’m turning her down.

My arms go around her slender body automatically, crushing her to me. She’s kissing me desperately, as though eager to take in as much as she can. I walk backward, slamming the door behind us. My couch is merely a few feet away, but it feels like hours until I’m lying down on it and pulling her on top of me.

“Wait,” she mutters, as I reach to yank her sweatshirt off her. She reaches for the hem and pulls it off herself. She takes off her pants in the next moment.

I sigh, pleasure coursing through me. It seems like years since I’ve had her all to myself, and right now, I’m desperate to have her again.

But when I reach out to touch her, she stops me.

The last time we had sex, I had taken control.

This time it’s all about her.

She leans over, a small smile on her face. “I’m going to have to stop you from moving.”

“Really?” I grind out, desire thickening my voice.”

“Really.” And before I can react, she picks up her sweatshirt and ties my hands behind my head with it.

“If you think I’m going to get through the next hour without touching you, you’re out of your mind,” I growl at her.

She bends her head over mine, and I part my lips, expecting a kiss. But instead, her fingers wrap themselves around my neck.

“Shame,” she says. “Because that’s exactly what I’m expecting.”

She pulls herself off me, and I note that her wetness has left stain marks on my crotch. I let out an inadvertent groan. We both know I could rip my hands out of her makeshift tie, but I don’t move.

“You want to have your way with me?” I smirk, tickling out the naughtiest little giggle from her.

She nods and rips off my jeans. I groan again as she shoves my pants and boxers down my knees. I raise my legs for her to get rid of them completely, but Brit merely forms another knot around my ankles.

I’m now completely trapped.

“You’re kidding.” I laugh, curious as to where this will take us.

She gives me a look that tells me she’s not. But just before I can say anything else, Brit moves to my crotch. I’m fully erect, slowly leaking fluid from the tip.

“So?” I growl at her. My desire, already overwhelming, is literally bursting at the edges as I watch her, completely naked and wet, just staring at me.

She kneels beside the couch. “Easy,” she whispers. “We have all night.”

I think instantly of Blake, of our unfinished conversation, and the fact that he could very well choose to stop by to continue it. But before I can voice any of my concerns, Brit bends her head over my dick and runs her tongue down the shaft.

Blood rushes into my face. “Brit,” I hiss, “Let me touch you.” It takes all of me not to rip the ties off and take control. But seeing how much she needs this, I let her ignore my words.

She licks me again, slowly this time, spending time on my tip, flicking back.

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