Page 41 of Pucks and Books

I grin widely at her. “Is it a long list?”

She nods. “Yes, and I’m not ashamed. They range from men to dragons with two cocks.”

I laugh out loud at that before kissing her nose. “I read that one. It’s awesome.”

“Isn’t it an amazing read!”

I pull out of the parking lot as our laughter fills the cab. “It is. Crazy shit, and made me a little sad I don’t have two cocks.”

“It’s the only thing you’re missing, really,” she says, and I laugh deeply.

“I need this list. Got to research my competition.” Her eyes sparkle, and my heart can’t take it. I squeeze her hand with mine as I head back to the shop. “I would take you back to my place, but my roommate is home, and I will not subject either of us to him right now.”

“I don’t think you really like him,” she comments, eyeing me.

I shrug, chuckling a bit. “I love him. He’s the brother I never really had. But he talks entirely too much, and I don’t want to share you with anyone.”

“Fair enough.”

“Not that I’m assuming we’re hooking up.”

She gives me a sly look, and it’s obvious she’s holding back her laughter. “Are you not?”

“Maybe,” I admit, chuckling a bit. “I don’t want you to feel this is only physical.”

She gives me a look. “Stop. I know it’s not.”

God, she drives me wild. We share a grin as I drive through town toward her shop. I turn onto her street, and before I pull up to the curb in front of the shop, I ask, “When are your sisters getting back?”

“Sunday, probably.” I shut the truck off as she asks, “Why?”

I smile over at her, a bit embarrassed. “Just wondering if you’re going to say you’re leaving to join them.”

She leans on her free hand, placing her elbow into the console to look at me. Her eyes are so bright, the prettiest shade of greenish-blue I’ve ever seen. She honestly pulls every bit of air out of my lungs with that sexy look. “Why would I do that?”

I can’t help myself. I lean toward her, pressing my forehead into hers. I inhale deeply, her rose perfume making me dizzy with hunger. “Because even if I come inside, you could still have time to go.”

Her eyes dare me as she grazes her lips along mine. “Do you plan on getting your fill of me quickly?”

“Absolutely not,” I mutter against her lips. “But I need to pace myself in case you do plan to go.”

“Pace yourself? How does that work?” she challenges, and everything inside me is lava.

“I honestly can’t answer that because I don’t think I have it in me to pace myself with you,” I choke out, and her teeth nip my bottom lip, lust swirling in those intoxicating eyes. “But I’d try.”

Her eyes soften a bit as those delectable lips curve up in a sneaky little grin. She takes away my breath and my thoughts, I swear. “I’d rather you don’t try.”

“No?”

“No. I’d rather give you the night, if you want it.”

“I do.”

“Then it’s yours,” she says, and I lean in closer, cupping her jaw.

“Then trust, my love, you will ride my face and my cock, over and over, until we both pass out from exhaustion.” I kiss her bottom lip. “But in case you didn’t know, I’m made for endurance, and it takes a while for me to get tired.”

Her eyes glitter, and heat goes straight to my cock as she asks, “Promise?”

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