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“You really think so? Even after everything else that’s happened?”

“God, yes. From the first minute I ever saw you, I wanted you more than I’ve ever wanted anything, even the train set I begged for when I was ten.”

Smiling, I place my hands on his chest and push myself up so I’m straddling him. “More than the train set, huh?”

“Way more, and I wanted that train set like I’ve never wanted anything.”

I press my core against his erection, and he groans as he tugs at my tank. I pull it up and over my head.

His eyes go hot when my breasts spring free of the top, and his hands are there a second later, his thumbs stroking my nipples.

My head falls back in surrender.

He sits up and replaces his hands with his lips, tongue and teeth.

I can’t sit still. “Nico.”

“What, baby?”

“I want you.”

“Best words I’ve ever heard from anyone.”

We disentangle long enough to remove my panties and his boxers, and then I’m back on top, taking him in slowly and carefully, moaning the whole way as I struggle to take him in. I’ve never had that problem before, which is another thing that makes him different.

“Easy, sweetheart. Nice and easy.”

I can’t believe this is all it takes to bring me right to the brink of orgasm. He hasn’t even moved yet. Toward the end, I was faking it with Joaquín, which I now realize was part of a much larger problem. I was afraid of him when we weren’t having sex, so how was I supposed to relax and let go when we were?

“Why the tension?” Nico asks. “Does something hurt?”

“No,” I say on a long exhale, not wanting him to know Joaquín is on my mind, especially right now. “It’s the good kind of tension.”

“Ah, we like that kind of tension.”

“Yes, we like it very much.”

“Do we like this even better?” He presses his fingers to my clit as he pinches my nipple with his other hand. I come so hard I see stars, and when I recover from the incredible high, I realize I’m the only one who saw stars. “You ready for some more?”

Nodding, I pivot my hips and love his sharp gasp.

“Do it again.”

I do it again and again until he’s pushing back with every thrust, taking me up again. I can’t believe he’s going to make me come twice in less than fifteen minutes.

We broke our own record.


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