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“The moment I saw you,” I reply, kissing her cheek. Then I quickly move away before I end up saying something even stupider and scare her off.

For the next two hours, I watch Mabilia as she sits at the bar and scrolls through her phone. I fill her cup, but I avoid talking to her too much. As soon as the last of the customers are gone and the doors are locked, Denny tells me he’s closing and to get out.

I don’t bother arguing with him—not that I want to—as I grab Mabilia’s hand and lead her out the back entrance.

“You sure about coming home with me?” I ask her once she’s in my car.

“I’m sure,” she says.

“Good, but I really don’t mind driving you to your place if you’ve changed your mind. Your call.” I want her to know I’m not a total fucking creep. As much as I want to take her home and lose myself in her body, she needs to want that too.

“Tommy, take me to your place,” she says more sternly.

Chapter Nine

Tommy holds my hand tight as we walk into his apartment. He lives in a penthouse in Tribeca. He must be really good at poker to be able to afford this. I may have been here not all that long ago, but I still look around as if it’s all new to me.

I try not to think about what happened that night. The first time I was here. Maybe I’ll stay until morning or maybe I’ll get my brother to pick me up.

“Nice place,” I tell Tommy.

“Thanks.” He walks me down the hallway. “You want a drink or something?”

I shake my head. I’m both anxious and excited to get to the pleasure part of the night. The moment I step foot into the bedroom,his bedroom, I let go of his hand and make my way over to the bed. Then I reach an arm behind my back and unclip the strap of my dress from around my neck. Releasing the fabric and watching it flutter to the floor.

I’m left standing in front of Tommy in nothing but a black lace thong and matching leather heels. His eyes widen as they roam over my body. I don’t shy away. I’m not self-conscious at all. I know I was blessed in the looks department.I can thank my mother for that.

“I’m still tearing that to shreds,” Tommy says while pointing at my dress.

I’m not gonna lie. Iwastrying to save it. It’s why I undressed myself. But I also meant what I said. I will just go and buy another one—if for no other reason than to spite his whole caveman act.

“Tommy, are you going to stand there and look at me all night or are you going to show me this pleasure you talked about?” I ask him.

“I like looking at you,” he says as he stalks towards me. “Get on the bed.”

I climb onto the edge of the mattress and wait. Tommy stops in front of me. Spreading my legs apart before he steps between them and then drops to his knees. His fingers hook around the sides of my thong and he starts peeling the lace down my legs.

“This isn’t your first time, is it?” he asks me.

I shake my head. “Far from it.”

“I don’t need the details. I just wanted to make sure I didn’t have to be gentle with you.” He smirks.

“Don’t hold back.”

“I don’t plan on it,” Tommy says before his face disappears between my thighs. His tongue swipes out, licking me from top to bottom.

“Oh shit.” My body falls backwards onto the mattress and my fingers curl into the blankets.

Tommy continues to hold my thighs open as his mouth slowly explores me. It’s like he’s trying to paint every part of me with his tongue as he licks. Then he moves one of his hands, and two fingers slowly push inside me as his lips close over my clit.

“Holy shit.” My hips try to move, my body seeking more…

Tommy doesn’t stop his assault on me. He sucks, nibbles, and licks at my clit while those fingers start pumping in and out. And before I know it, I’m screaming his name as I crash over that edge. Blinding pleasure runs through me like a freight train, hitting my every nerve ending along the way.

Tommy climbs up my body. He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, then latches on to one of my nipples. “You ever come from nipple play?” he asks around a mouthful of my breast.

“No…”Is that really even possible?

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