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“That’s slightly better.” My anger faded a little as he spoke, though I still didn’t feel desired.

His cock throbbed in my hand again, harder.

I squeezed it in response, and he grunted. “Careful, Brynlee.”

“You’re the one who said you’re my boyfriend.” I squeezed again for emphasis, and his eyes closed briefly.

“My family’s downstairs. Your friends, too.”

“So?”

“So, I’m not having sex with you for the first time when they could hear you. You may not have noticed, but you’re loud when you get off.”

“The insults just keep coming, don’t they?” I drawled.

His eyes jerked open, narrowing at me again. “That wasn’t an insult.”

“Sure it wasn’t.”

His eyes narrowed further. “What do you mean by that?”

“I mean, you obviously don’t like what you see or hear when I’m getting off. If you did, you’d come into my room or get involved,” I bit out. “You’ve been watching me climax from the doorway without saying a word. You don’t even ask me to strip.”

“I thought that would be overstepping.”

“And asking me to leave my door open while I use my vibrator every nightwasn’toverstepping?”

His hands caught my face, and he tilted my head back so he could look me in the eyes. His gaze searched mine. “You think I don’t want you?”

“I think you don’t want me anywhere near as much as I want you.”

“Fuck that,” he growled.

I blinked.

Before I could respond, he’d lifted me off my feet and was hauling me to the bed. My ass met the edge, and his massive hands shoved my dress up my body, exposing my thighs, then my thong.

The thin lace was on the floor a heartbeat later.

He opened my legs a heartbeat after that, and leaned in, inhaling at my core.

My entire body shuddered at the sight of him between my legs.

“Your scent makes me so hungry, I can hardly breathe, let alone think of anything else.” He ran his nose over my clit.

I sucked in a breath, my hips moving a little.

His hands parted my legs more, opening me wider to him.

“The lustblazesoff your skin. It should look like smoke, but yours is like fire. Burning for me. Pulling me in. Warming every damn inch of me. It takes everything I have not to drink it in, every time. If one of us wants the other more, it’s me. Every minute of every day, it’s me.”

He finally licked my clit, and I barely clenched my jaw fast enough to muffle my noise of pleasure.

Hot.

Wet.

Firm.

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