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“Fuck,” Taylor rasped out. “Do you have a condom?”

Crap! She sat up in a slight panic. “No. I don’t.”

“I think I have one,” Taylor said as he got off the bed and pulled his wallet out of his suit pants. “Yes,” he whispered as he returned to the bed with a victorious smile on his face and a condom.

“I need you right now,” Alice said, taking the condom from him. She ripped the package open and rolled it down his length.

His guttural moan at her touch felt good. Like maybe he was just as gone for her as she was for him.

His hand reached between them and found her core.

“Fuck,” he groaned against her neck. “You’re so wet. Are you ready for me?”

“Yes!” She raised her hips, trying to urge him to get on with it. She wanted him to fill her and fuck her.

He pulled back and lined up before pressing in. He bit her shoulder as he sheathed himself fully inside of her.

“Fuck, baby, you feel so good.”

“I need more,” she said, needing him to move.

“I’m going to try and be gentle,” he said, restraint thick in his voice.

“Don’t be gentle.”

He pulled back to check in. She kissed him and bit his lip. That seemed to do it. Having pulled almost all the way out, he slammed back in. A cry of pleasure ripped from her as he drove back into her again.

She had never felt anything as pleasurable in her entire life. Everything except what was happening here between them fell away.

The pleasure coiled deep in her belly, but the build was intensifying. Her hands clung to him, and the ripple of his muscles working as he continued to drive into her was pushing her closer to the edge.

“Taylor,” she called out right on the edge of her orgasm but not quite there. “Please,” was all she could say not knowing what she needed. Luckily, he knew exactly what she needed, working circles on her clit.

That was all it took. The orgasm coiling deep in her belly exploded, and she screamed out as the release ripped through her body. She pulsed in pleasure as Taylor’s thrust got a bit less controlled as he chased his own release. With a loud groan, he grabbed her hips and slammed into her one last time. His pulsing inside of her was everything. She couldn’t help the tear that ran down the side of her face. The emotional reaction wasn’t one she was expecting, but she wasn’t surprised. She clung to him as he peppered her neck and shoulder with kisses.

Finally, he pulled out of her. He slipped into the bathroom to deal with the condom but was back before she could become self-conscious. Before she knew it, he was crawling back in bed with her, getting them situated under the covers. His arms wrapped around her, and she rested her head on his strong chest.

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The delicious feel of Alice Wagner’s soft curves pressed against him and her head on his chest quieted the panic that had gripped him for the past hour. Maybe he could make this work. He kissed her head and breathed in her sweet smell.

“Can I ask you a question?”

She nodded, turning her head to look up at him.

“Why did you change your hair?” he asked, letting silky tendrils run through his hands.

“New Year, New Me,” she said quietly.

“What do you mean?”

“I’m trying to get my life together this year.”

He cocked his head at her, not following. “Did you not like it?”

“I loved it... but you can’t be a grown-up with rainbow hair,” she said wistfully.

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