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“Living their lives, mostly. I insisted. They were there in the end.”

I move from across the table, and settle into the booth next to her. When I wrap my arms around her shoulders and pull her close, she melts into me. “No wonder you’re hesitant, baby. You’ve been through a lot. No one should have to go through all of that.”

“They were soulmates. Their love was a shining example of what love could be like. And then one day.” She bats a tear from her cheek. “It’s gone, just like that.” I hold her like this, feeling her warmth and pain until she’s ready, until she sits up and looks me in the eyes. “Thank you for listening.”

I take her face in my hands. “I will always listen to you. I promise. Love isn’t something to be taken lightly, that’s for sure, but it’s also something worth risking it all for.”

Her eyes search my face. “Have you ever been in love, Nick?”

My heart seizes in my chest. I don’t want to scare her off, but I also don’t want to lie to her. Even though it’s been a matter of days since I met her. Even though this is our first date. When you know, youknow.

“Carolyn, I think maybe I’m feeling it for the first time.” I swallow. “With you. Is that crazy?” Seconds feel like hours as I await her reaction.

When her lips come crashing down on mine, relief fills my body. “Yes, but I feel it too.” Her breath tickles my lips, as she parts them with her tongue. Carolyn’s gentle yet hungry mouth makes me dizzy. We kiss like two teenagers in the back of a movie theatre on a Friday night.

I manage to pull myself away from her ruby red mouth. “Let’s have dessert at my place, instead.” Carolyn responds by grabbing her purse. With her hand wrapped in mine, we make our way out of the restaurant—I stop to tell the owner I’ll be by with payment tomorrow and throw him some cash for the server’s hefty tip—and out to my truck. It’s the longest ride of my life. My body aches for Carolyn in a way I’ve never felt, angsty and tight.

As soon as we’re in the front door, her mouth finds mine. I toss my keys in the bowl but I miss, sending them clattering to the ground. I explore every inch of her soft curves over the skimpy black sundress. “You are the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen.”

“You’re not so bad yourself.” She mutters against my lips as I walk her backward toward my bedroom. I pull up the sides of her dress until her panties are exposed, then loop my thumbs in the elastic and slowly pull them down. She steps out of them with ease and kicks them to the side as I drop to my knees in front of her, kissing my way up her inner thighs.

I bury my face in her dripping wet center, giving it a long sniff. “You smell so fucking good, Carolyn.” I say before running my tongue along the length of her slit. “And you taste even better.”

A tiny moan escapes her mouth as she fists the back of my hair, pressing my face against her slick opening. She gasps as I slide one finger deep inside of her and suck her tiny bundle of nerves as hard as I can.

Her hips pulse against my face, drenching me in her soaking wet desire. I drink in every drop of my woman’s juices, unable to get enough of her. I don’t stop until her lips twitch against mine and I know I’ve pleased her just right.

“Holy shit.” Carolyn’s breathless words are a victory. “That was amazing.” She helps me up from my knees. Her fingers fumble with the buttons on my shirt as her sensuous lips find mine once more.

“You’re amazing,” I tell her, and I mean it.

Carolyn licks her lips and lowers her gaze. “Show me.”

7

Carolyn

Once Nick’sshirt is down over his broad, satin-smooth shoulders and onto the floor, I drink in the breathtaking sight of the cop’s perfectly sculpted body. His marble-like masculine frame is taut and toned, from his sculpted chest to his six-pack abs.

I fumble with his jeans, unable to get them off fast enough. Nick lends a hand, stepping out of both his pants and his boxer briefs. His length springs to life, the tip already sticky with pre-cum. I’ve never seen anyone in real life with a body like this, and I don’t get to take it in for long.

Nick unzips my dress, tosses it to the side, and removes my bra. My breasts bounce against my rib cage and his eyes grow wild and harried. “You have the most gorgeous tits I’ve ever seen.” He pulls one of my plump, puffy peaks into his wet, hot mouth while stroking me between my legs, still tender but eager for round two. When he lies me on my back, I don’t object, my knees immediately fall open, eager and ready for him.

“I’ve got protection,” he says.

While I’ve never had sex without protection, something inside of me says this time it’s okay. I shake my head no, and his eyes dance with joy, like a little kid on Christmas.

Nick plunges his tip inside of me. I’m so wet that it slides right in, but the sudden stretching causes me to jump at the ping of pain. “Whoa,” he looks at me, dark hair mussed and sexy as hell. “Are you okay?”

“Never better, but go slow.”

“I’ll try.” He groans against my neck, sending shivers up and down my naked body.

He does take it slow. Every inch of his massive length stretches me to the apex of pain and pleasure. My nails rake down his back, not wanting to stop him, itching for the moment our bodies fit together like they were meant to be one. When that moment comes, I let out a long sigh of relief. Nick fills me up, deeper and more intensely than anything I’ve ever known. His hips thrust against mine, opening the pathway of pure ecstasy. The first time he comes, he looks me in the eyes, and to my surprise I find myself in a swell of emotion. He unleashes every last bit of his pent up desire deep inside of me, and I squeeze his length as he does.

I trace circles on his bare back, pulling his weight down on top of mine. His warm, damp body feels like something I haven’t experienced in a long time, the sensation of coming home.

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