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“Dammit.” Cursing at himself, he got out of his truck to loop an arm around her neck as they went inside her apartment building.

“For a second, I thought you were going to go bail on me.”

Jody pushed the button for the elevator. “I should have.”

“What made you change your mind?” she asked as they stepped inside the elevator.

Jody pushed the button for her floor as the doors closed. “You’re not the only one who’s thirsty.”

Since they were the only ones in the elevator, Jody didn’t stop her from kissing him. Not holding back on her fuck-me kiss, his hands went to her hips to lift her higher to his mouth. Baylin’s legs went around his waist just as the elevator door opened.

He carried Baylin out of the elevator and strode down the hallway from memory.

“Where’s your key?” he mumbled against her lips, releasing a groan when she didn’t stop kissing him.

She twisted her hips to reach into her back pocket for the keys. “Here.”

Bracing her against the wall, he opened the door as she wiggled her pussy against his abdomen. He fit the key in the lock, then turned the doorknob.

“Hurry up, Jody!” Baylin whined, her mouth moving to his neck.

When he felt her bite his neck, he felt his cock swell harder in his jeans.

Needing to get inside her apartment before he burst, Jody carried her inside.

“Baby, you want to fuck or suck first?”

Jody winced at her loud voice. He had forgotten how loud she could be when she was aroused.

Holding her steady, he used his foot to slam the door. Then, striding through her apartment, he carried her to the bedroom and lowered her to the bed. “We can do whichever you prefer.”

Baylin got to her knees and started unzipping his jeans.

Grabbing the headboard when she slid his cock in her mouth, he remembered something else about the short time they had been together.

She wasn’t shy about going after what she wanted.

Chapter Three

Rolling over in the dark, Jody caught sight of the alarm clock on the nightstand. Groaning, he rolled back over to slide his arm around Baylin’s waist. “I have to go.”

“Don’t go yet. It’s not even daylight,” she protested. Baylin snuggled against him, throwing a feminine leg over his.

“By the time I take a shower, drive home, and make myself breakfast, it will be.” It was much easier to deny her sultry invitation after spending numerous hours in a sexual haze.

“You could be late,” she suggested. “What does it matter? What’s the use of being one of the business owners if you can’t enjoy being late when you want to be?”

“I might be one of the owners of my family’s business, but that doesn’t mean I’m not responsible for my share of the work.”

“One of your brothers can take over for you. They don’t have a problem asking you to work when they want time off.”

Jody didn’t like the resentful tone Baylin used when she spoke about his brothers. Too late, he remembered why he had stopped hooking up with women—Baylin in particular.

Last year, when they had met up a few times to scratch each other’s itch, she had started asking to go out on dates.He had gently told her that he didn’t date. When she had pressured him the last time—her wanting him to meet her parents—he had stopped coming by. The way she was talking as if she was familiar with his family was a bad omen that Baylin was assuming more than the situational fuck session they had shared.

“You’re always putting your brothers over me,” she complained.

What the fuck?She just had to ruin the good time he was having.

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