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She ran her hands up his chest. “You’re sweet.” She rose up on her tiptoes, sliding her body against his as her hands gripped his pecs and her belly rubbed against his swelling dick. “And hard all over.”

His arms and chest flexed as he grabbed her ass and pulled her snug against him.

“You make me that way every time I see you.”

“I guess you didn’t get enough last night.”

“With you, it will never be enough.” To prove it, he kissed her, hard and deep, letting her know with his tongue what he wanted to do with his dick.

She responded immediately, her breasts crushed to his chest as she pushed her ass into his hands and made room between them so she could slip her hand over his cock and stroke him from tip to base and back up again.

He groaned against her lips. “Do it again.”

She did. She always gave him what he wanted.

Right now, he wanted her. Again.

He slid his hands over her rump and up under the T-shirt, disappointed to find she had put on her panties. He broke the kiss. “I was hoping there would be nothing but you under my shirt,” he teased, but she took it to heart, slid the black little shorts down her hips, and kicked them off.

“Better?” She cocked an eyebrow, watching him watch her.

“You are so fucking amazing.”

“Because I know how to take off my clothes?” she teased him back.

“Because with me you drop your guard and do what you want.”

“I’ve never really had anyone who...”

He waited for her to finish that statement. He wanted to know what she had to say. He wanted to know if she understood she had him. All the way. He’d do anything to make her happy.

But in the end, she simply looked him in the eye and spoke a truth that floored him again. “I’m not comfortable taking emotional risks. But with you, it seems easier. It’s worth it to be with you.”

He cupped her face and kissed her softly, taking his time, showing her exactly how he felt.

Her words meant everything to him.

Overcome with emotion, he pressed his forehead to hers and looked her in the eye. “You make everything in my life better.” He didn’t know what else to say.

She did. “I love that I can make you forget the past, the nightmares, everything for a little while. I love that in some miraculous way, I make you want me. I don’t know how or why I do, but... it makes me feel like I matter.”

“More than anything,” he assured her, because no one else in her life had ever made her feel that way.

Well, except for their daughter. But with him, it was different.

It was a different kind of personal. Not familial, but based on attraction and a desire to be together and understand each other. A connection that seemed easy but would take work to hold on to and strengthen over time.

He had a lot of work to do on himself so he could be the man Shelby deserved. But in this, the physical part of their relationship, the part that worked for both of them and opened up Shelby and allowed her the freedom to take what she wanted, he didn’t have to hold back. He didn’t have to think. He just had to give everything Shelby gave to him.

Right now, he wanted to give her the kind of pleasure that would have her thinking about him—them—all day. And hopefully made her want to stay and hold on to this—and him—forever.

“You’re everything.” He kissed her, long and deep, with his arms wrapped around her. All of her pressed against him, but he needed and wanted more.

He slipped his hand over the sweet curve of her bottom, his fingers parting her soft folds, one finger diving deep and sliding out wet with her desire for him. “You can’t get enough either.”

He loved the cute blush and the bashful grin contrasted with the desire in her eyes.

All of it, combined with her lush body, had him standing in front of her, pushing his sweats out of the way to free his aching cock. He hooked his hands under her arms, lifted her, turned them around, and plantedher ass on the counter. He pressed between her thighs, spreading them wide, and rubbed his hard length against her wet folds. Up, then down, the head grazing her swollen clit and sinking in just an inch as they both watched. Her breath hitched at the barely there invasion.


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