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I nodded, feeling just a little proud.

“In the mouth?”

“Yes.”

“With a tongue?”

I snorted. “Of course. Who do you take me for?”

“Wow,” she mouthed, reaching for the bottle and refilling ourglasses. “Holy shit! So… what did he do?”

“He punched me in the face and pulled a gun on me.”

She burst into laughter. “Yeah. That sounds like Carter. And thenwhat?”

I shrugged. “And then nothing. We talked it through, and now we’repretending it never happened.”

“Nah, something doesn’t add up here,” she mused. “I’m going totalk to Carter and get to the bottom of it.”

“No, Shel. Please. Just leave it alone.”

“Are you sure?”

“I’m sure.”

After she left, I collapsed on the bed, staring at the ceiling.So, I officially fucked it up. Tomorrow, Carter was either going to shoot me onsight or never talk to me again. And at the moment, I preferred a bullet oversilence.

Fuck, we almost kissed. He almost let me.

I could still smell him on me. I could still feel every hard inchof his body against mine, including the swollen inches between his legs. God,when our dicks grazed, I almost came.

I bit into my fist, hyperventilating because I couldn’t take itanymore. The accidental touches, the hugs, the fucking teasing. He had to beaware of it on some level. I just… I had to fuck this guy. I had to have him.Not just have him. Own him, possess him, make him mine. Make him as addicted tome as I was addicted to him. I needed us like we were tonight. Dancing,laughing, kissing. More than that. Making sweet love, fucking, rutting,licking, sucking, anything… because I needed to fucking come. I needed tofucking… I yanked at my sweats, pulling them down just before my cockspilled.

“God!” I gasped, bucking in my tight grip. “Motherfucker.”

I bit my tongue to stop myself from shouting while coming all overthe sheet. In my mind, I was spurting all over his ass. Hell, I was spurtinginto that ass, balls-deep inside him. I was filling that ass with my semen, andin my mind, he was begging for it.

A bit more, Tye… Give me a bit more. Fill my ass, Tye.

“I’m filling it, baby,” I groaned, releasing another powerfulspurt. “I’m filling your sweet ass.”

When I was done, I licked the semen off my palm and curled up intoa fetal position, shaking like an alcoholic during alcohol withdrawal. Iblinked a few times to clear the dark spots in my vision because I came so hardthat I almost blacked out. I came so hard I almost forgot he rejected me. Thenfatigue took over, like the one you get after a good fuck, when your bones justkind of melt and you turn limp. After that, I fell asleep in the pool of mysemen, dreading the arrival of a new day.

Chapter 20

Foreplay

Carter

I settled into the driver’s seat, frowning when sunlight streamedin through the window, blinding me.

“Fucking hell,” I muttered, putting on my sunglasses because amigraine was killing me.

I checked my phone to see if Vicky got back to me because I calledher a few times last night in my drunken stupor. Or a million. Bottom line, Icalled her a lot. It happened after I jerked off in the shower, coming so hardthat I nearly broke my fist when I hit the wall, but before I got myself sodrunk I couldn’t think straight. Why? Because I fucked up. Royally.Inexcusably. Inexplicably.

Your fucking partner? Who has a dick?

The more I asked myself that, the less I could explain it.

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