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He brushed his lips lightly across my forehead and mumbled, “You look nervous.”

My eyes closed, and I told myself to be honest with him. I needed that from him, so I had to give it in return. “I’m scared to death and feel like this is my first time all over again.”

He ran his thumbs over my cheeks and smiled so sweetly I felt my knees shake.

“Then we’ll go slow.”

When his mouth came to mine, it felt as if something inside my chest exploded in a fury of mad craziness. I had never felt this way before. I had only been with two men, and neither of them pulled out this feeling in me.

I needed to make sure I wasn’t dreaming.

“Pinch me,” I softly said against his mouth.

Truitt chuckled. “Getting kinky a little early on, aren’t we?”

Smiling, I hit his chest and said, “Pinch me so I know this is really happening and I’m not dreaming.”

He dropped his hand from my face, reached behind me, and gave my ass a good pinch.

“Ouch!” I cried out in a loud whisper.

“Sounds like you’re awake to me.”

“Thank God,” I said with a smile as he picked me up and I wrapped my legs around him.

When he pushed me against the bedroom door, he moaned into my mouth, “Yes, thank God.”

Truitt

I WAS IN Saryn’s bedroom. Her legs were wrapped around me as she pushed herself against my hard dick. She wanted me. My God, the woman I had dreamed about so many times wanted me.

Fuck, someone pinch me and make sure I’m not the one dreaming.

Our kiss deepened and something inside me ached with anticipation. Her hands pushed into my hair and she tugged slightly, which caused me to push into her core. She dropped her head back and gasped for air.

“Touch me. Truitt, I need you to touch me somewhere. Please.”

Her begging only added fuel, and I had to force myself not to rip her shirt off. This woman deserved to be treated like a princess. A queen. Not to mention, her brother would kill me if he knew I fucked her like a madman against a door.

I spun us around, walked her over to her bed, and gently laid her down.

“Where do you want me to touch you, sweetheart?”

Her eyes burned with desire as she arched her back up toward me. “God, anywhere, everywhere. With your hands, your mouth, Truitt, please.”

Holy fuck. “Jesus, I think I’ve died and gone to heaven.”

She smiled as she sat up and pulled her shirt over her head, leaving me with a view of her in a white lace bra. Her nipples pressed hard against the fabric and caused me to let out yet another moan of delight. I had dreamed of this woman’s body for so many years, and none of those dreams were even coming close to reality.

I reached behind my back and pulled my own shirt over my head and tossed it to the floor. Saryn’s eyes moved over my body with an intensity that made me shiver.

“If you keep looking at me like that, I may come in my pants and embarrass the hell out of myself,” I said.

She giggled, then crawled over to the end of the bed and reached for my belt. She quickly undid it, then went to work on unbuttoning and unzipping my jeans.

Deep breath, Carter. Deep breath. Don’t come the moment she touches you, please don’t lose your load.

Saryn looked up and met my gaze while she pushed my jeans down over my hips and freed my cock. Her eyes darted down and she licked her lips before meeting my gaze again.

“I’m telling you, if you want this to last, do not touch me.”

Her teeth dug into her lower lip, and she batted her eyelashes at me.

“One taste, Truitt? Please.”

“No,” I said as I placed my finger on her chin and reached down to kiss her quickly. “Later, right now I want to taste you.”

“Oh,” she breathed out. “I’ve never…”

With a frown, I pulled back. “Tim never…?” I stopped my words because simply thinking of him touching her made me want to punch the living shit out of him.

She shook her head. “I’ve only ever been with two men. Tim and that stupid one-night stand, which was nothing to brag about.”

I smiled and took a step back to kick off my boots and finish taking off my jeans. Saryn followed my lead and quickly got undressed.

“Lie back on the pillow, baby, I’m gong to give you that orgasm you want.”

She scrambled so quickly I had to force myself not to laugh. I crawled onto the bed, and she sat up with a jolt.

“Wait! We need to lock the bedroom door.”

I nodded and quickly made my way over to the door. Stepping on something sharp, I covered my mouth to keep from crying out.


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