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I was shocked at the sizzle that spread through me from where his skin met mine.

“I’ve been wanting to do this for so long,” he murmured.

“Do what?” I gulped.

Then he kissed me.

And all coherent thought left my addled brain.

CHAPTER FOUR—SONNY

Iknew I shouldn’t be doing what I was doing, but once I touched her, I couldn’t stop.

Seriously. I. Could. Not. Stop.

Delani Whitman was positively addicting. All my dreams come true, wrapped up in one deliciously perfect package.

Any thought she might object disappeared when I felt her arms wrap around my neck and her soft, curvy body press against me.

Fuck yes.

All those furtive, stolen glances these past few months boiled down to one thing—I wanted her.

The fact of her boyfriend was the only thing keeping me away. But now that I knew he was out of the picture, I had no reason to stay on my side of the alley. No reason at all not to touch her soft, sexy as sin body.

Fuuckk.

She tasted so good. Even better than I imagined. Yeah, the place was full of rich, decadent chocolate—a true weakness of mine—but really, she was so much better than any of that.

And I was hooked.

I crushed her lips beneath mine, sucking on the pillow soft flesh before plundering her mouth with my tongue like some treasure-seeking pirate.

My pulse raced and my heart pounded so loudly I thought I might go deaf. Then there was my cock.

The fucking thing had a mind of its own, and left to its own devices, I wondered if it would figure out a way to punch through the denim covering it.

I couldn’t hear anything but a resounding roar inside my brain built of desire for this perfect creature. That and the sounds of our rough breathing, and the slide of our clothes as we rubbed against each other.

I swallowed her groan, pulling her body into direct contact with mine as I walked her backward. Once I had her back pressed against the wall, my left hand acting as a pillow for her precious head, I was free to allow my right one to roam all over her beautiful curves.

All I could think about was how much I wanted her.

My brain was in neanderthal mode, and I could hardly think in coherent sentences. This woman had been on my mind for weeks now. She was all I could see, hear, and think about.

Kiss her. Touch her. Taste her. Fuck her.

How many nights had I dreamed about sinking into her hot, sexy body? How many times had my mind wandered over to the ways I could make her scream my name?

My dick throbbed, and I ground my pelvis into the hot apex of her thick thighs. I lifted her leg, holding it high in my greedy hand.

Seriously, the amount of headspace she’d claimed was already way beyond what I’d experienced in my thirty-seven years.

I had enjoyed the fuck out of my bachelorhood. Sexual encounters were not new to me. But nothing compared to having this sweet, curvy goddess in my arms.

“Wait,” she said, and I slowed my sensual assault.

“Don’t wanna wait, Del. I just want you.”

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