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I slide my hands to her ass, squeezing until her eyes flutter shut and she moans.

“What do you think?”

“Yes,” she whispers.

I shift my head to glide my lips along her jaw.

“Damn right I do.”

“Maybe you can read one to me?” Her eyes flutter open, revealing molten irises full of desire.

“Name the time and place,” I promise her.

She reaches down and brushes her mouth against mine before pulling back.

“Maybe not right now. I think we both could use a little break.” A line mars her forehead, and I reach a hand up, rubbing it slightly.

“Sore?”

She nods. “A little.”

I want to bang a fist to my chest like Tarzan. Garrett Harrison. Virgin no more. But I hate the fact that she’s sore.

She must see some of my thoughts on my face because the kiss she drops to my lips is a little longer.

“It’s a good sore.”

“A good sore?”

“Mmm-hmm. One we’ll need to explore later when you read to me. But for now.” She stands, the sunlight streaming around her naked body like something sent from heaven. “I’m going to pop another of your cherries.”

She reaches down, interlacing our fingers, and pulls until I stand next to her.

“Oh, are you?” I ask, arching a brow as I look at her. “And what will you be doing to me now, Mrs. Harrison?”

“Not to you,” she tells me. “With you. Time to shower, big guy.”

“Lead the way.”

I trail after her, my eyes glued to the firm globes of her ass. She stops at the door to the bathroom, spinning to look at me.

“One last question.” With both arms propped on the doorjamb, she’s so fucking sexy I want to fall to my knees and worship her all over again.

“O-okay.” I pull my attention away from her breasts to look her in the eyes.

“When did you become a boy scout?”

“What?” Where did that come from?

“You had a condom last night,” she reminds me.

“I did.”

“Do you always carry one around with you? In case you meet someone?”

It’s always been you.

The words push against my lips, begging to be released, but I’m not interested in freaking her the fuck out this morning. And something tells me that if I admitted that, I would.

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