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She closes the distance between us, pressing her tits to my chest.Fuck, this sports bra needs to be out of the way. I want her skin on mine.

I take two steps forward and set her on the desk. Rather than cooperate, she lunges for me, her tongue instantly tracing the column of my throat.

With trembling fingers, I tug the tight piece of fabric up and over her head. Once she’s finally naked, her skin flushed and her full breasts bouncing with each snap of my hips, I groan.

“So gorgeous,” I coo.

I splay a hand over her chest and push gently, urging her to lean back on the desk. Arms bent, she rests on her elbows, her attention roving over me, her pupils blown wide. Her nipples are sharp points, begging me to touch them, to taste them.

Face buried in her chest, I take one rosy nipple into my mouth and suck. I swirl my tongue, licking, teasing, sinking deeper, filling her completely and rocking this fucking desk so violently, I worry it’ll break.

“Give me more,” she moans. “I’m so, so close. Please, give me more.”

Gladly.

The heat in my stomach intensifies, and my cock pulses, dangerously close to unloading. I pump harder and rougher, holding her in place. She keeps her eyes locked on mine, her irises like a raging sea. She is the most stunning girl I’ve ever seen.

Her orgasm crests, her body shaking. She cries out my name, and her cunt tightens around my cock as her insides spasm. I lose it, coming in long, violent spurts, painting her insides with my cum.

I slam my eyes shut. The relief that swamps me when we’re together is out of this world; it fuels my body with warmth and confidence. I can do anything now.

But also…I don’t want to leave this room at all.

“I wish we could just stay home,” I murmur in her ear, clutching her to my chest.

“Me too,” she whispers, a hint of sadness lacing her tone. “But we can’t.”

A dark chuckle escapes me. “Audrey would abandon her own party to come here, kill me, and then resurrect me…only to drag me to her baby shower.” I sigh. “Stacey wouldn’t be happy either; she worked her ass off for this event.”

Bella’s body goes stiff in my arms. “Uh-huh.”

I lean away, my heart lodged in my throat. “You do remember Stacey will be there, right?”

The desire from only seconds ago has completely vanished. Her blue irises are cold, her brows pulled low. “Are you really talking about your ex while you’re still inside me?”

My gut plummets. “I definitely chose the wrong moment.”

She pushes me away and moves off the desk.

“Bella?”

“I need to take a shower.”

She walks out of the room without looking back.

So much for this morning being perfect. I should really watch my mouth.

CHAPTER 18

WORDS HURT

BELLA

One year ago

August

The whole wayto Audrey’s baby shower, I keep my focus fixed on the road ahead of me. There’s no point in trying to maintain conversation, so I settle on listening to Xander, willing his soothing voice and gentle words to ease my anxiety. But even that is pointless.

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