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“Just remember,” he leaned in and kissed her, “there is nothing you need to keep secret from me. I want to know all of you. And I promise, I will take care of you.”

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I promise, I will take care of you.

Safety. Warmth. Hardness.

Georgina woke up slowly, a little confused about where she was. She yawned. And tried to stretch, but she was in an odd position. Her legs were spread wide and she was sleeping on her stomach, on something hot and firm.

She tried to shift again, but there was something heavy on her back, holding her.

And something hard and warm between her legs. She froze.

Holy sugar balls.

Again, she attempted to sit.

“Baby, just stay for a moment.”

Oh God. Oh God.

Am I sleeping on top of Ed? And am I naked? How did I get naked? And is that his . . . his . . .

His chest moved as he laughed. Oh, shoot.

“I said that out loud, didn’t I?” she groaned as she managed to lift her upper body away from his chest.

“You did.”

“Why do I keep doing that?”

“I don’t know, but it’s cute as hell.”

She lifted the blanket and glanced down at herself. Then she quickly lowered it. “I’m naked. Why am I naked?”

“You don’t remember last night . . . after your nightmare?”

After her nightmare? “Holy sugar balls.”

“Georgie-girl, you are adorable.”

No, she wasn’t. She was naked. Because Ed had gone down on her. She’d had a spectacular orgasm and then . . .

“I just fell asleep naked?”

“Far as I’m concerned, you should always be naked.”

“Ed!”

He ran his hand down her back then squeezed her ass. She sucked in a breath, biting back her moan of pleasure. She couldn’t believe the noises she’d made last night as he’d gone down on her.

“One day,” he whispered. “You won’t suppress your reaction. I’ll have you begging me to touch you, kiss you, fuck you. You’ll moan and whimper and cry out.”

“I groaned last night,” she protested. Did he want her to make more noise? Really?

“That was nothing. I could tell you were holding back. There won’t be any more of that.” He ran his finger between her ass cheeks. She squeezed them together reflexively.

“Ed!”


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