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I don’t bring random guys home from the bar.

Especially not hot jocks who had no business eye-fucking me all night like I was the most exquisite steak he couldn’t wait to put in his mouth.

“I never do this,” I said in a breathy murmur as he walked me back to my bed.

“Me either,” he said, but the tug on the corner of his mouth said he’d just lied through his teeth.

Shocker.

But I didn’t mind, it wasn’t like I was hoping for anything serious out of this night. This was my catalyst — the event that catapults me out of my funk and puts me back on track to the Land of the Living.

Or at least that’s what Darby whispered furiously into my ear back at the bar when I was unsure whether or not to bring Cason home with me.

“That guy is so into you! You better let him fuck the shit out of you or I will never forgive you,” Darby had hissed with actual violence in her stare. “Seriously! Go get your freak on! Go! Go!”

And so I went.

But who was I right now? Not myself, that was for sure. The woman formerly known as ‘Derek’s Starlie’ had left the building, and someone I’d never met had taken the stage.

And she, apparently, was a salacious hoe who brought home random hot guys because Darby’s advice, “The best way to getovera guy, is to getundera new one,” was ringing in her head after too many tequila shots.

Also, that girl (okay, me) wasn’t prepared for Cason’s scorching kissing skills.

I’m talking — a tongue/lip/roving hand combo that left me panting, squirming, and soaking my panties — kind of kissing, and I had zero defense for that level of experienced seduction.

I’d pegged Cason as the kind of guy who leaned too heavily on his good looks to spend too much time on his skillset, but within seconds I knew Cason knew what he was doing — and I was shook.

Derek’s kissing style had flip-flopped between ‘exuberant puppy’ and ‘give your grandma a peck on the cheek,’ neither of which had created a tsunami of arousal.

Cason’s tongue explored my mouth as his lips brushed across mine, tasting and discovering. My knees wobbled. He steadied me with a firm grip on my hips, drawing me more tightly against him.

The hard press of his cock ground against my pelvis. I bit back a gaspy, porn-star moan that’d never once before popped from my mouth, but Cason brought out a wanton side of me that I didn’t recognize.

“The things I’m going to do to you….” he promised in a husky murmur, sending cascades of electric sensation zinging down my spine to pool in a warm puddle in my stomach. “Get on the bed.”

I could only nod, my lips tingling from his kiss, sexual hunger clawing at my insides.

Cason paused to strip his shirt quickly. Muscles honed from countless hours of hard, grueling practice were carved into his form, from broad shoulders to trim hips, and all I could do was stare dumbfounded from my bed. Derek had spent more time playing video games than hitting the gym, and his lanky physique had been more couch potato than cut athlete.

“Like what you see?”

“The view doesn’t suck,” I admitted, blinking as he slowly plucked at the buttons on his jeans. “I feel like I should be doing that for you or something.” Like in the movies when the sexy vixen takes control and pulls the guy’s pants off with her teeth. I pictured how that might play out, and it didn’t end well. With my luck, I’d end up in the ER with a broken tooth.

Maybe I’d just enjoy the show and stay put.

Cason chuckled, and within a blink, he was naked. I didn’t want to stare, but my gaze went straight to his erection like it was the first time I’d seen a hard dick.Ohh, lovely penis you have. Oh god, don’t say that.Keep it sexy, mysterious, and vixenish.

I swallowed the words and motioned for him to come to me because that was the extent of my sexy vixen persona, but he didn’t seem to mind.

“Your turn,” he said.

I didn’t know how to shimmy out of my dress with any semblance of grace because it was practically painted on my body. “Um…”

He seemed to understand. “On second thought, leave it on for now,” Cason said. “I like the way it clings to every curve.”

Heat rushed to my cheeks. Something about the way Cason’s gaze raked my body made me feel naked already — and powerfully sexy — like he couldn’t get enough of me.

If the man could do that with a look…I shuddered to think of what was to come next.

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