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She was the most addictive drug I’d ever known of and one that I had no intention of quitting. As I stepped back and watched her fluff her mussed hair before opening the door, I amended that in my mind.Never. I never wanted to quit her.

A small smile lit up her face and a soft blush stained her cheeks. The woman practically radiated with joy as she collected the gift presented by the courier. I’d nearly forgotten about the scheduled delivery until this moment and thanked every star in the heavens that I’d witnessed her raw response.

Would confessing ruin the moment?

She looked over to me as she closed the door and hesitancy stole a fraction of the happiness that had been so evident nanoseconds earlier. “Looks like another mystery package.”

I, maybe selfishly, wanted to see her reaction as a bystander, without any pressure on her to offer a performative reaction. I nearly snorted as I trailed behind her to the couch where she carried the brightly wrapped box with an abundance of caution. She didn’t mind making her less-than-thrilled response to my office-appropriate gift in our exchange fairly obvious. It was one of the dozens of things that made me wild for her.

Leah gestured around her living room, void of anything even hinting at the holidays. “I don’t really have a Christmas tree to put this under… Would you be offended if I opened it now?”

Hell to the no, rip that thing open. Responding with the fervor I felt would probably be the key to my undoing and revealing the identity I wanted to keep secret for just a little longer. “Why would I possibly be offended by it?”

She raised her brows and dipped her chin. “Because if that bell had rung about ten seconds later, neither of us would be clothed, and now I am about to open a present from a possible mystery suitor.”

I leaned forward and grazed my lips across hers. “And the sooner you open that, the sooner we can get our night back on track, sweetheart.”

“We still have dinner arriving soon,” she reminded me as she pulled the paper from the thin rectangle.

Running a finger up and down her stocking-clad calf angled and tucked beneath her other leg, I smiled. “Just a few pasta dishes. Easy to reheat if we get distracted.” Before the gift was fully unwrapped, the doorbell rang again. She inclined her head toward the entrance. “Wanna grab that?”

It should have been more concerning than it was that she was so at ease having me in her home and that I was just as comfortable in it, but everything every time I was with Leah was so easy, so simple, so damn right. I collected the bag from the delivery driver and passed him a cash tip on top of the one I’d already added to the order in the app. By the time I returned to the sofa, Leah had the gold lid off the box, her eyes closed and head tipped back with absolute rapture written across her face.

I set the food on the coffee table and sat beside her, removing the rest of the candy from her lap. She opened her lids and pinned me with a half-startled, half-embarrassed look.

“Mind if I try?”

She nodded and leaned forward to grab the box again, but I captured her lips before she reached her goal. She let out a small yelp of surprise but melted against me, wrapping her arms around my neck. I pushed gently until her spine was resting against the arm of the chair.

“Oh, sweetheart,” I murmured against her mouth in between gradually increasing heady kisses. “You couldn’t possibly think I’d want to taste one any other way.” Her chocolate-coated tongue immediately met mine as I slipped between her lips, craving her more than any sugary confection.

I unbuttoned her blazer dress, and my stomach did a somersault when my hand came in contact with the satiny smooth skin of her abdomen. She shivered as I stroked up and down the length of her side before cupping one of her lace-covered globes. I barely reined in the base, animalistic urges to rip every stitch of clothing from her and get her naked beneath me sooner.

I sat back on my haunches and let my gaze devour her the way my body longed to. “You still okay with this, Chief?”

She stripped off her outfit, tossing it across the room, followed closely by her bra. “Answer your question, Golden Boy?”

“Definitely.” I slid off the couch and knelt on the floor next to her, hooking my thumbs beneath her pantyhose and underwear together. “And I really want to make sure I spend every second of this whole damn night earning that nickname.”

Leah gasped as I pulled the stockings and panties from her and pushed her thighs apart. I blew softly across her core, radiating enough heat that I could feel it. She shivered, and I ran my palms from her knees to her hips and back again. I was salivating for the taste of her, but I wanted to make sure she enjoyed every step along the way.

I gripped behind her legs, pulled her ass to the edge of the sofa and finally gave into my tongue’s demands, running it up her seam. Leah flew her hands to my scalp, knotting them in my hair.

“Oh my God, Brendan,more.”

I grinned against her flesh before circling the tiny bundle of nerves then looking up at her. “Didn’t your mother ever teach you manners? Ask nicely, sweetheart.”

She dug her nails deeper, pulling me closer. “Mentioning my mother at this particular moment in time is probably not your best move.”

I laughed and pushed two fingers inside her, the warmth welcoming me and silently begging for more. I licked up and down the nub as I thrust in and out slowly but firmly. “How exactly do you manage to threaten me when I have my face buried between your legs, and I am solely focused on your pleasure?” I curled my digits within her, and she bucked off the cushion.

“Yes, shit, right there. Don’t stop.”

I traced intricate patterns with my tongue as I moved within her then reached up to pinch one nipple. “How many times do I need to remind you? Manners, manners, manners. The magic word goes a long way in getting you exactly what you want.”

Her frustrated groan devolved into a surrendering whimper. “Please, Brendan. Please, I need you to stop teasing before I die from waiting.”

I hummed against her quivering core and smiled when her muscles twitched. “Now was that so hard?” Before she could answer, I gave her exactly what she wanted, using my mouth and my fingers with precise purpose to bring her to the screaming release that was music to my ears and ignoring the painful tightening of my pants as my senses were flooded with everything Leah.

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