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She blinks up at me, not pushing me away as I flatten over her soft form. “I feel like I did forget something and it was important.”

“Oh, you definitely fucking did,” I growl, capturing her mouth. She moans, clutching at my shoulders as I grind against her. This would be so much better if I was nude, but my cargo pants rub over her bare pussy as I grind against her mindlessly. I pull back, brushing my fingers over her cheek. “I promised your ass a righteous spanking the next morning. You have zero self-preservation skills, kitten. You don’t mix anxiety meds and alcohol, let alone fucking wine.”

“You smell so familiar,” she whispers with wide eyes. Her pupils are blown, like huge round saucers. It leads me to believe she’s not appalled by the thought of being with me. “Did we have sex that night?”

“More times than I could count.” I chuckle darkly. “The fog got both of us, so there’s a while I don’t remember.”

“Wow, okay. I don’t know what to say.”

“Don’t worry. I’ve got plenty to get off my chest.” I quirk an eyebrow. “I was not pleased. The shitty thing about prescription medication is there was no chance I’d smell it on your breath. You seemed pretty relaxed for finding out Will was cheating on you, but you definitely weren’t out of it. You never gave me any indication that you weren’t fully capable of being able to consent. Then we woke up in Will’s bedroom. You had a little freak out?—”

“A panic attack,” she corrects. “I vaguely remember promising to help you find a new job.”

“Exactly, but then you went out and took another dose of your anxiety medication with a glass of wine.”

“That was a bad idea,” she says, her adorable little nose wrinkling. “If I wasn’t with Will that night, then…”

“Then?” I probe, grinding against her core.

“You already know.” Her damn puffy lips part, and I growl, shoving my tongue into her mouth again.

It’s no wonder she and Tanner bonded in two seconds flat.

Her scent is so fucking enticing, it’s trying to send me into rut, even though she’s not in heat.

My hand clutches the top of her skull, and I tilt her face to the side, licking and sucking down her neck.

“Your scent is making me achy,” she grunts, weaving her arms through mine. Once she’s able to grip the front of my cargo pants, she starts working the button and zipper.

I’m always commando, and she seems to realize that about the time she slides her hand down the front of my pants.

“You have piercings!” she moans, long and loud. “I thought I conjured those in my dreams. For those two months between that night at Will’s penthouse and the club, I’d wake up smelling your scent. I thought I was going crazy.”

“Not even close,” I growl, locking my muscles tight to keep from thrusting as she guides me through her lower lips. “I told you to be careful what type of permission you give a guy like me.”

“You were in my apartment all those times?” Laken squeezes the hell out of my dick, running her thumb down my ladder piercings.

“Yup.”

“Were you stalking me?”

“I was watching over what’s mine,” I correct, nipping at her ear.

“My instincts are completely in control because all I can think about is how romantic it was that you were protecting me.”

“More like marking my claim.” I chuckle like a dick. “Making sure you had hits of my pheromones and feeding you tastes of my cum?—”

“Locke,” she groans, jerking me against her clit.

“Little did either of us know how much you needed it. No wonder your system went haywire when you no longer had it.” I try to fight the urge to rut, but she moves me to her opening, and her entrance clenches around my tip. “Aww, fuck,” I growl, thrusting deep. “You’re carrying my baby. Maybe that’s why my instincts were pushing me to be an absolute stalker. I’ve never had the urge to sneak into someone’s bedroom late at night, but I couldn’t help myself.”

“More,” she moans, scratching at my ass and pushing my pants farther down.

I lean up, pulling my T-shirt off over my head. I’d really like to see her fantastic tits, but watching them bounce under the material of that T-shirt will have to do.

Falling back on top of her, I nip at her lower lip and practice fucking into her. She’s snug, and it makes my piercings tug, but the bite of pain only amps up my need.

“You get that I haven’t fucked anyone since you,” I growl, swirling my tongue around her lower lip. She’s extremely slick, but her walls are so tight that I’m a little afraid of hurting her. “Right, kitten? You know that, as soon as I knew where you were, I was coming for you.”

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