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“Remember you said that, babe.” On the last word, I slide my middle finger into her sopping wet channel. Ruby cries out, her hands still against the door but her fingers curl as if scrambling for purchase as I show her no mercy.

I rub my palm roughly against her clit as I slide another finger inside her.

“Oh my god,Caden!”

Within a few rugged strokes angled just right, she comes apart violently. As though she’d been holding that orgasm in for days, maybe weeks. I don’t let up with my hand as she rides the wave, crying out in octaves that seem to concern Gram. But thankfully he doesn’t move from his perch in the living room.

Before Ruby has fully come down from her first orgasm, I strip her of her shorts. I spin her around and kneel in front of her. “Press your back against the door,” I instruct half a second before fusing my mouth to her pussy. Drinking in every drop of her first explosion and preparing to cause a second.

“Caden,” she pants.

“Too much?” I ask, allowing the words to vibrate against her sensitive bud. She jerks, but she doesn’t fight me. She pushes her pussy harder against my eager mouth.

“No,” she says on a laugh, her eyes flashing to mine and revealing a wicked gleam. “I want more.”

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RUBY

Somewhere in thedepths of my logical brain, there’s a voice whispering that this whole thing is a terrible idea. One weekend with Caden will never be enough to sate my desire for the man. That truth has lived hidden in the part of my brain that’s under lock and key. I’ll be ruined for any other man after this.

But right now, I don’t fucking care.

Because Caden’s mouth is fused to my pussy. His tongue is wreaking havoc on my overly sensitive bundle of nerves. I’ve never had more than one orgasm at a time. Never had a man so focused on making me come before he even took off his own pants. I might not survive tonight, but I’ll certainly take death by orgasm over death by arson any day.

A wicked determination gleams in Caden’s eyes as he looks up at me from between my legs. Fuck, is that not the sexiest sight I’ve ever seen? I arch my hips, rocking them against his face. So fucking turned on by the way the stubble of his beard rubs against my thighs and pussy lips. I hope he never shaves again.

“Caden,” I pant.

He quickens everything—the pace, the intensity, the urgency—until I explode a second time. It comes on so quickly I don’t have time to prepare for the internal combustion of pleasure that fires throughout every vein in my body.

It’s otherworldly.

“Holy hell,” I cry out.

I explode.

Violently.

Like a bottle rocket being shot from the ground to the damned moon.

My body rocks forward, but he catches me by the thighs, holding me against the door until I stop convulsing. If I thought my first orgasm was amazing, it has nothing on this second one. My fucking fingertips are tingling, and I’m pretty sure my legs are useless noodles.

“Wow, that was?—”

“Better than only coming once?” he asks, one half of his mouth tipped up in a smile, a devilish gleam in his eyes.

“You’re trying to kill me with pleasure, aren’t you?” I huff a laugh. “Is that your secret superpower?”

“Don’t worry. I won’t let you die.” His words are a promise. A promise to never let anything bad to me. To protect me. I’m not some damsel in distress who needs saving. I pride myself on my inner strength. Until I met Caden Daniels, I never felt the desire for a man’s protection. But since I experienced it firsthand, I seem to crave it.

I want him inside me.

Ineedhim inside me.

It shouldn’t be possible, this insatiable desire. I shouldn’t have any feeling left in my body, yet it’s desperate for him.Allof him.

“Why are you still wearing pants?” I ask.

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