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The second his cock throbbed, and his release sprayed over his chest, I lost it. My hips stuttered as I emptied into him.

It was the longest, hottest orgasm of my life.

“That was so worth the wait,” Tank sighed as he buried his face in my throat.

I rose up, my body having fallen on his when my energy ran out. He grabbed my shoulders to pull me back down.

“Like you here. Don’t leave yet.”

Chuckling, I ran my hand down his side. “You’re always so needy after getting fucked. Yet you’re never this way when you fuck me.”

I didn’t have to look to know he’d rolled his eyes. “Well, it’s kind of hard for me to keep it together when you give my prostate such good attention, pet. When I’m fucking you though, it’s like a shot of adrenaline. The two things are completely different. I’m just thankful you’re willing to switch things up with me.”

Kissing the side of his head, I pulled back enough to look him in the eye. “It’s no hardship. I enjoy both, and most of all, I enjoy time with you.”

His smile told me it had been the right thing to say.

CHAPTER 33

CHANCE

I should have knownTank would be late to dinner again. My boyfriend was normally punctual to a fault. Lately, he’d been struggling to remember things and had taken to working even later than I did.

Granted, my work was remote since my office wasn’t able to be used anymore.

Marten looked up from his desk across the room. “Are you going to keep sighing because he hasn’t shown up yet? Maybe you could just call him?”

“I’ve already texted twice. He’s not answering.”

My friend rolled his eyes. While I’d been terrified the fire would change him, it had only slowed him down a bit. Once they got him straightened out, he was able to come back like nothing happened.

Though he did have more snark than usual.

That might have had to do with how pitiful I’d been today. It was supposed to be a quick workday and then Tank and I were going out to dinner for the first time since things settled.

When everything went down two weeks ago, we swore to be better about carving time out in our schedules. I’d worked to ensure I kept up my promise.

“Ok, that’s enough,” Marten said a few minutes later. “We’re done for the day. This is more annoying than when the nurses checked on me a million times a day. How do they expect me to actually get any rest when they do that?”

I shrugged. “Don’t ask me.”

“Eh, it’s whatever. I’m going to head home for the day. Why don’t you track down your man? Maybe you two can talk about whatever is bothering you so much aside from his absence. We both know it’s more than that.”

Damn.

“Way to call me out, Marten.”

“Someone had to! You’re really good at faking it.”

I waved my hand as I watched him stride to the door. “It was necessary at the time.”

“And now? You’re just fine with everything blowing up?”

“If it means I get to have Tank in the end, then yes. I’d give everything up for him.”

Marten scrunched his face as he made a gagging noise. “Ugh! You’re so sickening. Also, I didn’t want to tell you this now, but maybe it will cheer you up.”

I waited for his dramatic pause, then he motioned to my computer.

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