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“I want to kiss you so bad,” he murmurs, his voice low enough I know no one else heard him.

“What’s stopping you?”

“Because Sunshine, I won’t be able to stop at a kiss. Feeling your sexy body pressed against mine is doing things to me.”

“What kind of things?” Is that my voice, all breathy and hoarse?

“Naughty things. So naughty, there’s no way you’d ever confuse us as ‘just friends’ afterward. You’d be mine, just like I’m yours.”

Lust makes my mind hazy, but my mom’s voice whispers in my head. Can I ever keep someone as magnetic as Dom? It threatens to break into this happy bubble, but then he nips at my earlobe, just enough for heat to slice through me like fire and pool in my now soaked panties.

“Get out of that pretty head of yours, Laney. I love you. Be here with me.”

“I’m sorry. I don’t mean to let my doubts show—”

“I don’t want you to have doubts at all. I want you to trust me when I say that I’ve been blind and stupid for long enough. I’ll never go back to that. And now that I’m seeing my whole future with perfect clarity, all I want to do is go forward.”

“With me.” It’s not really a question. He’s right; he’s made it clear how he feels.

“Only you. It’s always only ever been you, and it’ll only ever be you.”

“I believe you,” I whisper, the words surprising me with how true they are. Dom’s love shines brighter than my mom’s vitriol.

He studies me for only a second longer before he slides his hand down my arm, clasps mine in his big hand, and then pulls me toward the exit. He passes our table and grabs my clutch and then keeps walking.

“Shouldn’t we say goodbye?” I ask.

“No.”

“Dom—”

“I’ll text Luke later, but he’ll understand.” He glances back at me and gives me a look that dares me to question him. I know that look of determination on his face means he will not be swayed, so I keep my mouth shut and let him lead me to the car.

The drive back to my condo is heavy with the weight of our combined lust to the point where it’s nearly suffocating. By the time he parks, my skin feels like it’s sizzling from how desperately I want him. He takes my hand as he walks us to the elevator and then hits the number four. The doors close—more slowly than I’ve ever noticed before—and the second they touch, he spins me around and pins me to the wall. His lips devour mine, his hands moving into my hair, while I wrap one leg around his hip through the slit in my dress, our pelvises grinding deliciously against each other.

He rips his lips from mine and slides them down my jaw to my neck, kissing and sucking all the way. My panting breaths are the only sounds I can hear over my heart hammering in my ears. Then he sucks on my pulse point at the same time one of his hands glides down the side of my leg and slowly pulls my dress up enough to slip under it.

Ding!

Oh, fuck me. Couldn’t the damn elevator go slower? I’m in the middle of the hottest moment of my damn life.

He groans but pulls away, straightening my dress quickly before the doors slide open. Without a word, he grabs my hand and hauls me out toward my door. Once we’re in front of it, he pulls me tight against his body and drops his mouth to mine, his tongue seeking entrance.

“Can’t get enough,” he murmurs between mind-bending kisses.

“Don’t stop,” I say—okay, beg—my hands running up and down his chest, hating every thread of clothing covering what I know is an incredible body underneath.

“Open the door, or I’m going to fuck you right here,” he warns.

Is it really a warning if your body reacts in such a visceral way that he clearly just unlocked a new kink for you? I didn’t think I would be into public sex, but my body is on fire and the idea doesn’t sound half bad.

“Sunshine,” he growls, and I swear his voice incinerates my panties.

I spin around and fumble with my keys while he continues to pepper kisses on the back of my neck. Finally, I get the door unlocked and shove it open as I spin around and find his lips already moving toward mine. We stumble inside, our lips locked together, our hands roving over every inch of each other’s body.

Then his hand is sliding under my dress again, moving up, up, up toward that place I’m so desperate for him, when suddenly, he stops and pulls his head back staring at me with his lips tilted up ever so slightly, but confusion in his gaze.

My eyes widen as I realize what’s stopped his path to the glory land.

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