Page 55 of I Wish You Were Mine

I gasp at the soreness I feel there.

He immediately pulls back. “Aw, Tiny. Fuck. Did I?—”

“You didn’t hurt me. I’m just... wow, a little sore.”

His brow creases. “More’n a little.”

“I’ll be fine.”

“I’m sorry.”

I grab his face. “Don’t you dare apologize for sex like that.”

“I lost control. I won’t?—”

“Maybe I like you a little unhinged.”

He blinks. Whatever he thought I was going to say, it wasn’t that.

For a second I worry I’ve turned him off. Am I being too forward? Too... kinky, maybe? Yes, we just crossed almost every line imaginable. But now that the heat of the moment’s faded, maybe he’s grossed out by what we did.

Then he very, very carefully slides his first two fingers through the swollen slickness between my legs. Eyes locked on mine, he brings those fingers to his mouth and sucks on them.

“You are fuckin’ delicious,” he says. “How ’bout I taste you in the shower? We gotta rinse you off, honey. You’re covered in me.”

My stomach flips at the words.

God, I want this man. I want him for more than tonight.

But I know I can’t have him, and that hurts.

Still, I let him take me to the shower. He uses his bulk to crowd me underneath the spray. I watch, mouth going dry, when he joins me, raking his long, thick fingers through his hair as water courses down his neck and shoulders.

He is so big and so beautiful.

I shake my head when he falls to one knee. “Too soon. Let’s just... hang here?”

And we do. We stand underneath the spray until he’s fully hard. Together we use our hands to make him come again. Black indents have appeared underneath his eyes. He’s tired.

I’m tired. I came so much and so hard I feel wrung out.

Tuck turns off the water and wraps me in a towel. I wonder if he’s on his way out, but when I grab a T-shirt from the drawer, he gives me a dark look.

“You sleep with me, you sleep naked.”

Then he climbs into bed with me and pulls me against him. The smell of shampoo fills the space between us.

I’m warm, drowsy with happiness. I fall asleep easily.

When I wake up, Tuck is gone.

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