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My shoulders shake as he slides his fingers down his abs and cups his cock over his sweats.

“You really are soaked,” he muses, languidly running his thumb over the head of his shaft. “The material is damp, and it’s got my dick throbbing. I’m aching to slide inside you.”

I nod, biting my lip to keep from begging and demanding.

He leans over me and tugs up the bottom of his T-shirt that I’m wearing. “Is this okay?”

“Yeah,” I whisper, studying the way his blue eyes glimmer.

He grins, pulling the shirt up to rest over my tits. “Damn, you’re like every wet dream I’ve ever had come to life.”

I intertwine my fingers to keep myself from working my aching clit. My feet leave his ass as my knees fall to the bed to show him exactly how wet I am. “Don’t make me beg. I feel like I’m burning alive. I need your A-game, Tanner.”

His massive hands span my ribcage as he flicks my nipples with his thumbs. I’m vaguely aware of the fact I haven’t bothered shaving since Will and I broke up, but the look on Tanner’s face assures me he’s not bothered.

He growls, and his weight falls on top of me again. I use my shoulders to push up to meet his mouth, since he told me not to move my hands.

He cups my sex, and even the warmth of his hand is enticing. I’m so lost to the kiss that it takes me a second to register the stretch of two thick fingers sliding inside me.

“Jesus Christ.” The palm of his hand works against my swollen clit as he starts to really finger-fuck into me. “I don’t want to sound like an idiot, but you’re concerningly tight. Tell me this feels good.”

“Incredible,” I sob against his lips.

“Good,” he growls, kissing me once more. He drinks down my sounds as I moan and beg. His fingers crook just right, and my whole body shakes. “Ahh, there we go.” He pushes up a little on his knees and brings the other hand to apply pressure to my lower stomach.

I can feel the curve of his smile against my cheek, but I have no idea why he’s pushing right there. His fingers brush that spot deep inside me that makes me ache to beg for his knot, and the pressure on my lower stomach actually starts to feel incredible.

“I’ve never felt anything like the way your pussy is rippling around my fingers.” His arousal pulses in the air, and scenting it makes my head foggy. Pleasure builds in my abdomen until I’m teetering on the edge. “You’re going to come all over my hand. Soak me in your slick like a good little omega.” He pecks a kiss on my lips. “I wanna feel you gush for me, firecracker.”

My nipples tighten painfully as my core locks tight on his fingers.

He growls, and my hands fly to his shoulders, but he doesn’t make a move to restrain them. His thumb slides over my clit, and I lose all control.

My begging moans get way too loud for the small hotel room, but Tanner swallows them as he kisses me senseless. My whole body shakes as he fucks me with his hand. My orgasm is so satisfying and goes on for so long that my entire body fills with a warm, euphoric feeling. It sticks around long after the orgasm ends.

I work a hand between us and slide it under the band of Tanner’s sweats. My fingers cup his cock, and he thrusts into my grip. I’m a little heartbroken when he pulls back from the kiss.

“I’m so jacked up right now…” His head shakes. “Are you feeling any better?”

“A little,” I admit.

“Okay,” he says. “Yeah, I’m going to jerk off in the shower because my head is straight-up foggy.”

I stare open-mouthed as he pulls my hand off his cock, his fingers from my pussy, then climbs off the bed and bolts toward the shower.

My chest gets tight.

It feels a lot like how I felt interacting with Will. That same feeling of me always being more invested in him than he was with me takes my breath away.

I glance between the door to leave the hotel room and back toward the bathroom.

The water turns on, and Ranger isn’t back yet…

I really did hear what he said last night about putting anyone who knows where I am in danger. It’s also a lot clearer this morning that I don’t really know any of these guys.

My heat is going to start, and then I’ll be mindless. Tanner’s shirt falls around my hips as I sit up, moving to plug the phone back in.

I don’t have a lot of time to try wrong numbers. As it turns out, I know one number by heart because we dated for so many months.

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