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My breathing stops. I want to melt into a puddle at his feet, but I do my best to appear unfazed.

“And when have you heard that? I’m not sure I believe it,” I respond, breathless.

Leaning even closer, I feel his lips graze my ears and slowly travel down my neck. “When my face is between a woman’s legs and I’m devouring her pussy. I’m known to be quite generous then.”

My breathing hitches as he takes one more step closer until he’s trapped me against the table. Eyes never leaving mine, he slowly slides his hand up the side of my body, across my collar bone, before gently laying his hand against my throat. It’s not in a controlling way; it doesn’t hurt, but it is possessive. He wants my attention right now, and he’s going to make sure he gets it.

“Get your things. We’re leaving,” he demands.

“Excuse me? What about our friends?” I question.

“I’ll text them. Now come on,” Rex growls, sounding almost pained, like he’s holding something back.

“Where are we going?” I ask, unable to blindly follow him.

Rex stops walking and turns around, causing me to almost run directly into his chest. Leaning forward, he grabs the nape of my neck and smashes his lips against mine. It’s quick and dirty, with just enough tongue to show me exactly what he wants to do before he ends the kiss and stares at me with hungry eyes.

“I’m about to show you just how nice I can be. Now let’s go,” Rex growls, smacking my ass with enough force that I have no room to argue.

10

REX

I’ve hung out with Sawyer twice.

Well, three times if you count the first night at Atlantis, but she was working so in my opinion that doesn’t count. It’s only taken two times of being with this girl for her to burrow herself so deeply under my skin that I’m afraid she’ll never come out. I’m not even sure if she’s aware of the pull she has on me. It’s like witchcraft, or voodoo, or something, because I’m never like this, and it’s uncomfortable. The most shocking part is that I haven’t felt the urge to push her away yet. In fact, I’ve rather enjoyed spending time with her so far. I keep craving more and more time with her, especially alone time.

Which is pretty fucking obvious as I’m hailing a cab to bring her back to my place.

This is fucking weird.

I hate having people in my home that aren’t family, especially if I’m fucking them, or planning to. But here I am, throwing her into a cab and dragging her back to my place. Thank fuck I cleaned up before going out tonight, or else all of Rory’s shit would be out. Nothing kills a one-night stand like kid shit all over the place.

Once in the cab, I text the guys to let them know we aren’t at the bar anymore if they were planning on going back.

We’re leaving. Talk to you guys tomorrow.

Miles

Just finishing up eating now. Going to another bar?

Cade

We have a good base layer in of food and booze, we’re ready to get fucked now.

Trevor

Cade, drinking wise or dick wise?

My friends are idiots. How I’ve dealt with their shit for years, is beyond me. But that’s not my problem right now. Right now, I want to make sure her friends know she’s safe so I can get her naked in my bed. Something about this woman makes me feral, makes me want to strip her naked and devour her, sink my cock into her. The number of times I’ve imagined her on her knees, her pouty lips wrapped around my cock while her bright blue eyes stare up at me, begging for more, is practically pathetic. I imagine gripping her hair and shoving my cock down her throat, over and over, till my come pours down her throat.

A notification on my phone snaps me out of my fantasy.

Cade

I’m not picky. Either, or both would be fine with me.

Miles

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