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Axel threw his head back, exposing a strong throat that looked oddly naked without the ink that covered his chest and shoulders. I lifted up enough to kiss him there, just lips against skin, nothing more.
He shuddered, cock pulsing inside me. “Fuuuck.”
He’d squeezed his eyes shut while he came, but eventually, he blinked them open, meeting my gaze.
“What now?” he asked.
“Huh?”
“I’ve never dated before. What comes after we come our brains out?”
I laughed. “Well, I’m kind of an amateur, but I thinknowis when we shower together and get each other off again.”
He grinned. “Hell yeah, this dating thing gets better and better.”
CHAPTER 24
Axel
Dalton ranhis hands through my damp hair, fingers catching in the tangles. “Love your hair, but it must take a lot of work.”
“Not really. Just pull it back most days.”
“Not tonight,” he said, gently working the tangle loose with his fingers. “You wear it down for me?”
I scoffed. “As if I would.”
He stroked through the length of my hair, then started another section. No one had played with my hair in…god, half a decade at least. I had hookups who loved my hair, but I never stayed long enough for this kind of attention.
“You’re sweet on me, aren’t you?” Dalton whispered in my ear. “You wanted to look good for me.”
My heart dropped. Shit, was he right? Had I left my brothers to finish unloading that tow job just so I’d have time to wash and blow-dry my hair—not to mention detangle it—because I wanted toimpressDalton?
I sat up so abruptly his fingers ripped through a tangle painfully. “I should go. It’s getting late.”
“There’s no hurry,” Dalton said.
I swung my legs over the side of the bed and reached for my briefs. “You’ve got work in the morning.”
“I get to go in late since I’m on call tonight,” Dalton said, shifting to run his hand up my bare back. “You could stay over.” His lips touched my shoulder. “Think of all the sex we could have before morning.”
He ran his nose along my neck, and I shivered with want. How did this man make me so insatiable? I’d never had a problem moving on after a fuck before.
“Axel?”
I turned, catching his mouth with mine, giving in to the desire for closeness that made me so nervous. I’d spent years fighting my impulse to cling to the nearest human who’d offer me even a crumb of affection. I didn’t want to regress to that scared, needy kid.
But Dalton made it difficult to push him away.
He guided me down onto my back, making a meal of my neck, and I was hard and ready again when a sharp ring cut through the room. His cell phone.
Dalton checked the phone screen and swore.
“It’s the station.” He answered the call. “Harvey, here.”
He listened for a few beats, then sighed. “Yeah, I’ll run over there. Yup. You got it.” He ended the call and grimaced. “Sorry, I’ve got to go on a call.”
I looked down at my hard cock. “Now?”
