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I stare down at Bella in disbelief. This woman couldn’t fucking stand me when she met me. And now she’s on my bed, coming hard with my cock down her throat…

Release hovers right on the horizon. With the last few shreds of my resolve, I manage to speak.

“Oh fuck, I’m gonna come. Do you want me to pull out?—”

She digs her nails into my leg, pulling me deeper into her mouth.

And that’s when I fucking lose it. I come so hard and so fast, I fall forward. I quickly brace my hands on the bed so I don’t fall on top of her. My dick and balls throb as hot come pours down her throat.

My brain splinters into a million pieces. I can’t form a single coherent thought. All I can think, all I can process is how fucking heavenly it feels to come in Bella’s soft, wet, warm mouth.

When I finish, I slowly pull out. I’m gasping as I gaze down at her. My legs are so wobbly that I fall forward in bed beside her, my head next to her feet.

I blink quickly and look at her. She’s licking her lips and her hand is on her chest as she catches her breath. She aims a smile that’s sweet and sexy all at once. Myheart skids in my chest. It feels like it’s expanding in my ribcage.

I’ve had lots of hookups in my life. It’s never, ever felt like this.

That feeling deepens the longer I look at Bella.

I’m not sure what it is or what it means. All I know is that I want more of it. I want more of Bella.

I move so I’m lying face-to-face with her. I slide my arm around her waist and pull her against me. I kiss her forehead, savoring the way she sinks into my embrace.

She leans up and looks at me. “Hi.”

I chuckle.

“You didn’t let me say hi back to you when you answered your door,” she teases.

I laugh. “I couldn’t help it. I was excited.”

“Excited to be home?”

My heart pounds in my chest. “Excited to see you, pretty girl.”

Chapter 32

Bella

Braden and I walk down South Pearl Street in the Wash Park neighborhood, Maizie trotting between us.

A butterfly flies by and Maizie lunges forward, tugging at her leash to catch it. It flits away before Maizie can grab it.

“You’re a ferocious beast, girl. You had that butterfly shaking in his boots,” Braden says.

I burst out laughing. Braden has a day off between games, so he suggested we take Maizie for a walk this morning. He sips the iced coffee he ordered from the coffee place we stopped at earlier.

“How is it?” I ask.

“Pretty good.”

He offers it to me and I take a sip. I make a face and shake my head.

He chuckles. “The coffee queen doesn’t like it?”

I roll my eyes and shove his shoulder lightly. “That iced coffee just doesn’t have very much flavor. It wouldn’t take much extra to make it so much better. Like, they could brew a batch ofdrip coffee and freeze it into ice cubes and use that instead of regular ice cubes. Then it wouldn’t taste so watered down and you’d get that extra boost in flavor. And caffeine. Or they could do ice cubes of frozen creamer. That’s what I suggested we do at the coffee shop I work at. The customers love it.”

When Braden doesn’t say anything, I glance at him. A small smile tugs at his lips.

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