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I’m sure my cheeks are turning pink. My face feels warm. “North wasn’t much of a slap-and-tickle kind of guy.”

“Yeah, I’m guessing you’re not that kind of girl, either.”

I curl my fingers into the pillow against my chest. “Is that...what you want?”

“I want you,” he says. “Whatever involves you is what I want.”

He rewards me with another kiss, then against them whispers. “I’ll wake you in the morning. You’ll like how I do it. Go to bed.”

Barrett

I stroke my fingers down Catarina’s body and she rolls to her back, eyes still shut. Sleep has a tight hold on to her.

“Kitty Cat,” I whisper.

“Mmph,” is all I get in return.

It’s early. The birds are up. The sun isn’t, but I promised to wake her. Like I kept my promise to sing to her, I’m keeping this one as well.

I lift the sheet and take off her underwear. She slides her long legs together, tempting me to take my time at her knees again. But I have something better in mind. I lift her T-shirt, kiss the tip of each nipple, and meet her eyes when she opens them.

“Hi,” she croaks in a sleep-warmed voice.

“Wake and shake, honey.”

“What?”

“I’m going to give you an orgasm or three. I’ll know you’re done when you’re shaking.”

Her smile is crooked and fucking adorable. “Sounds good to me.”

“Shirt off. You’re on nipple duty. I’ll be busy down here.”

“Yes, sir.”

“I like that.” I toss her legs over my shoulders and settle in. Licking, teasing, suckling. She tugs her nipples and then moves her hands to my head, guiding me to the perfect spot.

We don’t make it to three.

On her second orgasm, her legs are shaking, her body writhing, her lips begging me to stop. I reach for the nightstand and a condom, holding it up in an unasked question. She snatches it, tears open the packet and hands it back.

“That’s not a yes. That’s a hell yes,” I point out.

“Hell yes. Hurry.”

Nothing’s more beautiful than Catarina post-orgasm. Her long lashes draped over her cheeks, her face rosy, her lips swollen and parted. Her nipples are standing on end, tempting me. So as I slide into her warmth, I take the time to make love to one with my mouth.

She comes instantly.

I don’t lag far behind—I’ve been wanting this woman since the wee hours and only acted on it just now.

Once we’ve each taken our fair share, I collapse next to her, breathing heavily for a few before winding down. I kiss her breasts—I can’t help it—and then her face.

I’m overwhelmed by her. By the potential we have. Which is probably why I ask, “Still falling, Kitty Cat?”

She offers a half smile. “Still wrecked, Fox?”

“Gone, honey,” I admit without saying The Words.

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