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I roll onto my back, too. “You know, I always thought old guys had to wait a while before they came twice in one night.”

He shifts his arm and peeks at me from underneath. “Old guys?”

I hide my smile. “You are kinda ancient, GP.”

He moves fast, rolling on top of me as he pins me to the mattress. “You think you’re funny,Brat?”

I roll my lips and his face softens. “I think I’m very funny.”

His lips twitch in that annoyingly sexy way of his. “And I didn’t say I was done.”

Oh, holy shit.

I’m not just in bed with a sexy cowboy, I’m in bed with Adonis to the Gods.

“Doesn’t scare me.”

His eyes dance with humor. “No?”

“No.”

“How about I wash you off in the shower?”

He lets go of my wrists but I’m quick to pull him back down, my lips finding his. When I break away, I smile. “Only if you promise to take me back to bed.”

He pushes my hair back off my face. “I thought you’d never ask.”

20

Hudson

I’ve never kissed a woman so much in my life.

It’s three in the morning, and we only just turned in.

Of course, the idea of washing Georgia-Blue’s beautiful body in the shower only led to more touching, which led to more kissing, which led to me taking her again against the shower wall and we had to start all over again. She isn’t just sweet as the Stoney Creek sunshine; she’s goddamn perfect.

I took her virginity, and now she lies here in my arms, sleeping soundly and everything I’ve done comes crashing all around me.

I took Georgia-Blue Bassett.

It was reckless, we both knew that, but I’m older than her, I should know better.

Guilt washes over me, but not at what we did: at me telling Grayson I’d look out for her and steer any losers away. Which of course I did do, but I can’t exactly tell him that I climbed into her bed and we rode the pony all night.

Jesus Christ, her tight, sweet pussy and her perfect tits will be the death of me. I had my mouth on her pussy again in the shower because I’m addicted to her. We fell into bed and kept going at it. Her hot little hands on my body as she rode me like I was the fucking Moose. And oh Lord, have mercy if I don’t live for her screams.

I know exactly how she likes it, and how much pressure to use on her clit. She loves her tits being played with and her pussy being teased. I know I should’ve stopped after the shower, but we couldn't help ourselves.

I know she’s gonna be sore after fucking three times, but a part of me still wants to slide in right now while she’s asleep, remind her who she belongs to.

Who she belongs to?

She doesn’t belong to me. She never can belong to me, not if I want to keep my head on my shoulders by Georgia’s brothers. Not to mention the fact I’m practically family.Shit.

I fucked up.

I seriously fucked up. Too much booze. Too much dancing. And way too much Georgia-Blue.

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