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“Do you want me to kiss it better or not?” she asks when I’m still on the ground.

“My foot?”

“Sure. Your… foot.” She sucks in her bottom lip, releasing it with a smile. “Just make sure you take off your pants. Best way to get to your foot, after all.”

They’re on the floor by the time I stand up.

Chapter 4

Mia

What am I doing? What. Am. I. Doing?

This is wrong. This is bad. This is not what I envisioned ever happening when I came back to Whispering Winds. I was supposed to work with Lizzy, save some money, and we’d work towards opening up the bakery we always wanted.

Straightforward. Easy. Simple. Penis.

I can’t help but stare at it. It’s there. Right in front of me in all its rigid glory—big and thick underneath his tight boxer briefs. I take in a deep breath and let out a long sigh as I run my hands along the massive, muscular thighs of the man I’ve dreamt about for years. A man who still has no idea who I am. I considered telling him multiple times tonight, but I chickened out each time.

Would he put a stop to this if he knew? It’s not like I can tell him right now with my hands inches from his cock.

Suck, unf, agh—Oh by the way—lick, suck, pop—I’m your best friend’s little sister.

Yeah, that will go over well.

“God, you’re sexy, Mia.”

Tingles. Chills. Nerve endings on fire.

“I love hearing you say that.”

I slide my hands toward that delicious V-taper that points directly to the mountain peak growing beneath his underwear.

“I’ll never stop saying it. You’re gorgeous,” Wyatt growls, curling toward me and wrapping his hand around my skull.

He kisses me. No. He devours my mouth, his tongue surging between my lips as I whimper.

“I’m the one who’s supposed to kiss you better,” I say breathlessly as I pull away.

“Guess I can’t help myself. I could kiss your sweet lips forever and it wouldn’t be long enough.”

No one’s ever talked to me like this before. And to have Wyatt talk to me like this is unreal. A little bittersweet because I’m not sure how he’s going to react once he finds out.

“I bet you say that to all the women you sleep with.”

“Only slept with one woman. She gave me Luke. You’re… you’re different, Mia. And I’m drawn to you like no one I’ve ever met before. I felt the connection the moment you walked in. That’s the truth.”

I blink. My mouth dries and waters at the same time while the rest of my body is engulfed in flames, as though it has no idea how to respond. I don’t speak. I don’t think. I’m driven by instincts as I nestle my head against his… phew.

Every time I look at it, I struggle with how it’s going to be a struggle. My first time will be with that? I’d hitch up my big girl pants, but Wyatt already removed every scrap of clothing from my body.

I sigh softly. I can do this. I start with a kiss through his underwear as I run my hands up and down Wyatt’s muscular torso, exploring every single ridge and valley of his body as though mapping it in my mind. I guess I am. I don’t want to forget this because once he finds out who I am, I may never see it again.

“Jesus,” he sighs when I peel down his boxer briefs and slide my tongue along his length. “I should step on my son’s toys more often.”

I snort, recovering after a brief moment. “And I should blackout more often.”

“Never again, Mia. Don’t need to blackout for me to take care of you.”

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