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I increased my tempo and watched her pleasure rise. Her mouth opened in a gasp, and her skin misted with sweat. She mewled softly.

I rammed another finger inside her, and this time, I stroked her G-spot.

Her head hung back, and she screamed, her body shook, she came, and nothing in my whole life had felt better.

Chapter 26

Nova

He pushed me back on the daybed as if losing control, which was strange since I was the one who'd orgasmed hard. I had forgotten how good my first time had been, because this was not a vibrator release; this was the real deal, and amazing.

His hands cupped my breasts, his fingers finding my hardened nipples. He twisted them hard, and I moaned. Pain and pleasure, cold and hot, yin and yang.

He kissed me again, and then trailed his mouth down my body until he found my clit with his mouth. "How many have been here since me?" I growled.

I wanted to tell him to stop being an asshole and get to work. But I understood his need for ownership because I had the same.

"Not tellin' you, Anson, and not because the list is long, but then I'd have to ask you, and that'd hurt me."

He looked up, shocked at what I'd given him. Hell, I was surprised myself. This was not the way to protect myself. This would change things, and probably for the worse.

"There was a lot of pussy after you." He kissed my stomach. "Then I was in the military, and there was no pussy. I was fine with that."

"And after that?" I tangled my fingers in his hair.

"Then a few more random one nights. And…then Bailey."

"No relationships?" I was surprised.

"No."

"Except Bailey." I couldn't hide my jealousy.

"It was expected of me. I was turning into my Daddy."

He looked bereft when he said that, because he'd promised himself he wouldn't be like his father. He would be better. He would do better.

"No, you were not," I said firmly.

He kissed the top of my pubic bone and nuzzled my pussy.

"You're not your father," I insisted. "You're not chasing money and skirts. You're building something. You give money to charity. I know; I looked into Larue Homes. You're taking care of Sentinel, everyone can see that."

He suckled my clit. "Thank you, Sugar," he whispered. "You taste like you always did. Spicy and sweet. I missed this, Nova. I missed you."

He surged up then, and looked at me. I felt his erection rub against my heat. I put a hand on his chest. "Condom?"

"Are you on birth control?"

"Yes, but condom."

"I'm clean, Nova." He seemed annoyed. "I told you."

I licked my lips.

"What?"

"Condom," I said softly.

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