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"Good, because that's exactly what I want to be. Now make it so."

"Fuck," my cock twitches as she starts to take me inside of her. The woman is a fucking queen. I always knew she was pretty, but having her stripped down, bare, and exposed is next level. And not because of what I'm about to do but because she's trusting me with it. The girl I spent years giving countless reasons to hate me is about to give me everything.

She pulls back up after an inch, and my hands find her hips. "Take your time, baby. You're tight, and I don't want to hurt you."

"I like it when you call me baby." She kisses my neck.

"Yeah?” She goes down a little further. "I wouldn't mind saying it every day, especially if it means I get to have you like this." Those words have me fully sheathed, and we're both silent as we acclimate to the new level of intimacy. I've never had anyone like this, and the way her eyes are steadily holding mine tells me the same thing is true for her. She leans in her lips, gently caressing mine as her hands glide up my arms before settling on my shoulders. She lifts slowly, once, then twice, before finding her pace, and I'm in awe. Right now, the woman of my dreams wants me the same way I want her. The sound of her arousal sucking me in grows louder and I revel in the knowledge that I'm the reason for its sweet song. I smack her ass. "That's it, baby. Ride me the way you should have been all along, the way I wanted it to be yours, the way it will only ever be yours."

I palm one of her breasts before sucking her nipple into my mouth, and she clenches hard. "Mmm, don't stop doing that," she moans as her walls grip me tight. "You're so deep."

"Yeah, I am. I fucking love it," I say, thrusting up into her, rubbing my tip over the spot that's been driving her crazy. "You going to let me come inside of you?"

My lips kiss a trail over to her other breast, her lust-filled gaze following their path before her eyes lock onto mine. "You know the risks," she answers, and I don't hear a no.

"I'll take them with you. You're my home."

Those words have her slowing her pace. Her lips connect with mine, and she kisses me deep as the depth of my words settles between us. I'm not trying to do shit backwards, but it wouldn't be the end of the world. She's the only girl I want for the rest of my life. I kiss her collarbone and neck, whispering words of praise in her ear as she loses herself, and I follow, falling into a beautiful oblivion.

CHAPTER 17

JoJo

The sound of Snowball barking has my eyelids fluttering open before my mind catches up with where I'm at and with who. As realization sets in, I slam them shut. I'm completely naked. The only warmth surrounding me is the man at my back and his weighted flannel over the top of us. Oh my god, I slept with Colton Callahan. I let the thought settle. I wanted every second of it, and I still do. I'm not sure when it happened, but somewhere over the past month, I fell hard for the man I've only ever hated.

Lips gently kiss my bare shoulder. "How long do you plan on pretending to sleep?"

"I don't know," I answer quietly with my eyes closed.

His fingers gently trace my collarbone, making my skin pebble in their wake. "Are you pretending because you don't want this to end or are you having regrets?"

"You could still walk away. We could forget any of this ever happened." The last thing I want to do is walk away, but I have to put it on the table. I have to give him an out before I fall irrevocably in love with him.

He pulls my chin toward him. "Open your eyes, Josephine." I shake my head, scared of what I may or may not see. His thumb glides over my bottom lip, and he softly pleads, "Please." His muted petition grips my heart, and I can't refuse him. When my eyes open and his dark pools settle on mine, he asks, "Do you regret me?"

"No," I subtly nod my head.

"Good. Then you don't get to forget me," he says right before he takes my lips with his in a tender kiss that quickly turns passionate. His tongue dives deep as his hand slides down to my breast, where he palms its weight with a groan and presses his hard length against my ass.

Snowball barks again, and I break our kiss. "We should probably go before we get caught. If the dog is outside, that means Archie is awake."

His lips trail my jaw before he sucks the sensitive skin at the base of my ear into his mouth. "Then we'll make it quick," he nips my lobe.

I turn in his arms and press my hand into his chest, pushing him back. "Colton, this means we're telling him right? No more hiding?"

His eyes narrow slightly before he runs his hand through my hair. "No more hiding."

"Okay," I say before claiming his mouth once more. His hand finds my jaw, and I know it's lame, but something about a man choosing that spot over my body speaks to my soul. I release him sooner than I want to. I'd much rather stay in this truck with him for hours, but I'm also ready to step into my future, and that can't happen without first telling my brother that I've fallen for his best friend. "Come on," I push him back again, and he groans in discontent. "Help me find my clothes."

"I prefer you without them."

I swat his chest and prop myself up on my elbow. "I'm serious." His shirt falls off us, and I see the chiseled abs my hands spent hours exploring in the dark last night, and I bite my lip. He's so damn sexy. My eyes can't help but follow his happy trail and the length that brought me multiple happy endings last night.

"Like what you see," he taunts, and my insides clench.

I more than like what I see, and since I have no idea how Archie is going to take the news, I stroke his length over his boxers. "Make it quick."

The next thing I know, I'm straddling him, and he's slapping my cheek. "Fuck yeah! Ride it, baby."

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