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“Let me have one more,” I beg.

I don’t bother hiding my desperation. I slowly push her to her back, and her sleepy eyes flutter with need. I sink a finger into her, and she comes alive at the touch.

“You’re already wet,” I rasp.

Taytum’s long lashes brush against her skin, and I want to be the one to put the pinkish hue on her cheeks over and over again.

“Ford.” My name is a plea falling from her mouth. I dip low to kiss the moan that’s about to come next.

“I’m not going anywhere,” I say in between kissing her. “Come for me again.”God, please.

Taytum opens her eyes, and they’re glazed over with lust. I push another finger inside of her and watch with rapt attention as she gets all worked up. I sweat when she takes her hand andslowly snakes it down in between her breasts, landing at the apex of her thighs.

“Do it,” I encourage her. “Show me how you’ll touch yourself when I’m not here to do it for you.”

Her middle finger rubs faster on her clit, and I’m salivating.

“This is better than my wildest dreams.” I grip her chin with my free hand. “Now kiss me like you mean it.”

Her tongue is devilish. My dick throbs, and I’m in a frenzy. I pull back to watch her touch herself, and she trembles against my finger. I push in a little farther and watch her break.

“Perfect,” I mutter, in complete shock at how captivated I am. She’s beautiful when she comes. It does something to me that I can’t put into words.

When she’s done riding her high, I pull my fingers from in between her legs. I bring them in between us and don’t bother licking them off this time. Instead, I grip her chin hard and push them into her mouth. “Look at the mess you’ve made.”

She sucks hard, and her doe-like eyes grip me until we both stop dead in our tracks at the knock on her door.

I fall off the bed, and Taytum sits up with her messy blonde hair flying past her face. “Are you okay?” she whisper-asks.

“Taytum!” We both turn to the voice on the other side of the door. It’s one of her sorority sisters.

Whew.

“Your brother just pulled up and parked right behind Ford’s car. I could be wrong, and maybe he’s in one of the other girls’ rooms, but if he’s in there with you, and you’re doing what I think you’re doing, abort missionnow.”

My heart stops.

Taytum’s hand flies to her mouth.

I fly to my feet and glide as if I’m on the ice.

I’m pulling my pants on, and Taytum is quickly buttoning her pajama top.

“Remember how well we worked together when we acted at The Rodeo Bar?”

She nods quickly and pulls her shorts on.

“Get ready to do it again.”

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TAYTUM

When Ford touchesBryn’s waist and leans her against her bedroom door, I’m ripped to shreds. The jealousy I feel is completely insane.

I know it’s a ploy, and she does too.

The only person who doesn’t know is Emory.

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