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And a little fucking closer until her nose brushes mine.

Just a tickle slings my balls up tight.

“Reese.”

Hell. Fucking. Yeah.

That’s how my name’s supposed to sound.

Takes everything I’ve got to keep still.

To not lunge and steal.

Be patient.

Can’t fuck up my chance to show my mate what’s real.

There’s only a couple things she needs to learn.

One, that she’s mine.

And two, that I’m hers.

Shitshitshitshitshitshitshit.

SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT.

My mouth is off the rails, and my body’s not cooperating.

Not that it ever does. But this is an extra special betrayal.

The purr that rumbles the ridges of Reese’s abs vibrates my belly.

I only say belly, because if I say clit?

Reality will trigger my rejection. Then I’ll have to leave Reese’s lap.

I don’t want to run.

I want to be normal.

I want to be that girl, wearing the jersey in his dream.

“You can use your fingers.” Reese’s lips move, so close to touching mine. “Feel.”

When I rock my hips, his hardness hits that spot—right in the low, low, loooooow belly. I reach for his mouth.

“Like this?” I drag a finger across his lower lip.

Reese parts for me, nutty breath searing hot. “So good.”

I snap my teeth before I slip the baby deer honk creeping up my throat.

Unnnnnnh.

I edge his upper bow. His lips are wetter than I expected.

A little bit sticky, smudged in his own flavor.

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