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After a long minute, she dropped her gaming pads on the counter and swung on the chair to face me. "What are you doing here?" Her lips were twisted into a deep frown, her eyes were sad.

"I missed you."

She scoffed. "Don't be ridiculous."

Taking two steps forward so that her knees were touching my thighs, I leaned forward. "What's ridiculous about missing you?"

Her eyes shone with a defiance that caused my cock to jump to life.

"Tell me what you want so you can be on your way. I have things to do. How the hell did you even find out where I live?" she asked, then huffed. "Of course, you already knew. You did send me the toy, after all."

I didn't have to think about it. "I want you."

"Well, you're the last thing I want."

I grinned. "Which means you do want me. Just lastly. Right?"

"You are unbelievable."

I leaned down further, so my face hovered over hers. "After the stunt you pulled today at the office, I should spank you," I whispered, and she shivered beneath me, an indication that contrary to what she said, her body wanted something else. "I should spread you over my knees and punish that cute little ass of yours."

Her resolve was weakening—I could see it, and it was certainly comforting to know that I affected her as she did me.

But my Felicity wouldn't give in so easily. Her amber eyes held a heated gaze that would've probably melted me into a hot puddle had I given a fuck. "Get out of my apartment."

"Make me."

She tried to jump down from the stool, and I shot out a hand to catch her, pulling her body flush against mine and capturing her lips in a swift move.

Honest to fuck, I'd expected her to fight me. Maybe land a few blows here and there, and some of them might even hurt. But what I had not expected was her going limp in my arms.

For the first few seconds after the initial shock expired, her hands fell at her sides, and she clamped down on her lips. Her coconut scent surrounded us like a cocoon. I nibbled on her lower lip, urging her to open up.

She seemed to think about it as if a mental debate was needed before kissing. Jesus. A moment later, her lips parted, and I released my sigh of relief into her mouth.

This woman was doing all sorts of things to me that I didn't understand.

Her tongue met mine harshly, and we both struggled for control. It wasn't a delicate dance like our first kiss. This one felt more personal, more…feral. Like there was a sheer need to consume the other person, and I supposed there was.

She shut me out once again, and while that wasn't abnormal, I was willing to do anything to regain her trust.

Felicity pulled away, drawing air. It was then I noticed what she was wearing and instantly hardened.

"Do you usually sleep in that?" I asked, my cock hardening.

It was a loose yellow tank top that clung to her breasts like a second skin. Two pebbled peaks protruded from the front of the tank top, and it was all I could do not to cum right there and then. Her bottoms were plain black shorts, but they, too, left nothing to my imagination.

Fuck me.

Felicity looked down at herself and back at me, a slight blush staining her cheeks. "I wasn't expecting company."

"Touché." I grinned, taking off her glasses and placing them on the counter. "As beautiful as you look in clothes, there's something mouth-watering about you when you're out of them."

I grabbed a fistful of her tank top, jerking her to me. She collided against my front with a squeal.

There was no time for the snarky remark I knew was at the tip of her tongue because I threw the fabric over her head and tossed it behind me. Her milky, heavenly breasts spilled out, and I bit down on my lower lip to still the moan that threatened to break forth.

"Fuck," I breathed, grabbing her full breasts in my hands, and gently massaging. "I swear I've never seen more beautiful breasts. You're perfect."

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