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With a long-dormant, recently revived need to be properly, utterly fucked senseless.

And lucky me, Cas is just the man for the job.

I push at my panties and he moves out from between my legs so he can pull them off. Once I’m naked, Cas looks down at me with a mix of raw hunger and so much appreciation in his eyes that it’s almost enough to send me over the edge, but then he hooks his arms behind both knees and tugs me to the edge of the bed.

When Cas settles his head between my thighs, the first stroke of his tongue pulls a moan so loud from my lips I’m momentarily embarrassed by the sound.

But then he makes me forgetembarrassment.

He makes me forgetage. Andbefore. Andafter.

And everything outside of this moment.

There is nothing but my body and his.

With his head between my thighs, I almost forget who I am.

Chapter Thirty-Five

Ridge

Maryn thrashes as I taste her, hips jerking to get closer to my mouth as she gets closer to the edge. But I’m just getting started. I meant what I said about fucking her all night. When I leave tomorrow morning, she’ll be worn out and fucked completely senseless.

Sated.

I’m going to give as much as I take, and when she thinks of me in the future, no matter what she learns about me online, she’ll always remember this night.

Nothing I’ve done in my past will rob her of this moment right here.

I’ve never made love to a woman before.

But there’s a first time for everything.

I rise to my feet and grab my shorts off the floor, taking the condom out of the hidden cell phone pocket inside the waistline. Tearing the wrapper quickly, I slide the rubber over my cock.

Maryn’s eyes widen hungrily as she watches my hand grip my shaft.

This woman does incredible things for the ego. The fact that she can makemychest swell with pride—can inflatemyfucking ego—says something about her, about what she does for me.

With a nod, I ask her to move up the bed, and she does so without hesitation. All the walls between us are finally down. No more pretending this isn’t where we’ve been headed since the first time she took off her sunglasses and let me look into those deep brown eyes.

I climb onto the bed and stalk toward her, stretching my body out over hers. I position my elbows on either side of her shoulders and wrap my hands over the top of her head, looking down into those brown eyes as I bring my lips to hers in an easy, teasing kiss.

She trails her fingertips up and down my sides, matching my kiss with a patience she most likely doesn’t have with that aching need I’ve left between her legs. I wiggle my hips and her legs open up for me. Pulling my hips back, I position Thor at her entrance, pressing into her slowly. Her eyes flutter, rolling back slightly, and I smile.

If she thinks that’s good, wait until I give her the whole thing.

Her eyes close, so I tsk, stilling my cock even though he twitches in annoyance.

Maryn looks up at me, searching my gaze.

“Don’t do that,” I say as I resume penetrating her.

“What?” she murmurs, her voice husky and dripping with sex.

“Don’t shut me out, Maryn.”

She swallows hard and my gaze drops down to watch her slender throat, then I look into her eyes again and slide all the way home.