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Her legs went around his waist, but he unhooked them, kept his hands under her hamstrings, and held her wide.

“Now I want to watch you come,” he said. “You can do the same.”

His eyes were on hers, then when hers dropped down, she watched his hips moving forward and back.

His cock slid in and out of her with her skirt around her waist.

It was an erotic sight that fueled the release button in her body to get ready for launch.

Neither of them said a word, just watched the most private parts of their bodies mating, making noises, and feeling the most wonderful she’d ever felt in her life.

When her eyes started to close, she knew she was going to come again.

She started to moan and lay back on the bed, no longer having the energy to support herself.

Hyde lifted her higher and pounded into her more until he was groaning out louder than her and then collapsing down on the bed, turning fast so that she was on his chest.

She smiled until the dread hit her full force in the gut.

“What the hell did we just do?” she asked.

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JUMPING THE GUN

Hyde couldn’t remember the last time he was this depleted after sex.

Tori asked that question, he laughed, and said, “Just made each other very happy.”

When she jumped up off of him and was reaching for her clothes, he realized she wasn’t asking the question in a way he thought. “This was a mistake.”

“Oh no, you don’t,” he said. He was getting his wits about him now.

“What?”

“Don’t you dare say that,” he said. He was ready for battle but had to pull it back. The two of them had too many of these mistakes jumping the gun and he was going to try to avoid it again.

Her face was beet red. “It shouldn’t have happened.”

“Then you shouldn’t have asked me,” he snapped. So much for staying in control! “And I asked you multiple times if you were sure.”

He was having a panic moment.

Was she going to say he was taking advantage of her?

That she didn’t want this and he forced himself on her?

“I know you did,” she said. “You could have told me no.”

“I’m a dude. Are you serious?” What the fuck was he missing here?

She stopped and stared at him. “Back up.”

“I’m still on the bed,” he said. “I haven’t moved.”

“I meant my thoughts. I’m talking to myself,” she said, shaking her head rapidly.

“Out loud?”

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