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“Grant,” I said, beginning quick, sharp punches as my orgasm threatened.

“Yeah. Right there, Mateo… Harder.” He gripped the pillow with his free hand as I tunneled into him. Then, just when I thought I would lose my mind, Panther’s entire body tensed and clenched around mine, and the two of us exploded in an orgasm that made my eyes roll to the back of my head.

Sweet Jesus, nothing compared to the way I felt when I was with Panther. I’d always said my first love was flying, and that nothing could ever take its place. But as Panther shifted and rolled over so we were facing one another, I realized how very wrong I was.

This was my first love, and if I had anything to say about it, it would be my last.

28 Panther

THE SUN HAD barely begun to peek through the curtains when I rolled over onto my stomach, stretching out against the warm sheets. There was a delicious ache in my muscles, the kind that only came from a night of pure, body-devouring bliss. I opened my eyes to focus on the man sleeping soundly beside me and smiled.

Solo lay on his back, one arm curved up over his head, his breathing steady and quiet. It was amazing how innocent and peaceful he looked when he slept, especially when you considered the wild, unrestrained man he became during his waking hours. I knew him well enough now to know that wasn’t all there was to him, that beneath his exterior lay a vulnerability he wasn’t willing to show to just anyone.

And he’s mine, I thought, tucking my arms under my pillow so I could get a better view of him. All mine.

Solo’s brows pulled together and he made a light groaning sound as he rolled to his side, facing me. I couldn’t resist reaching out to touch him. I brushed my fingers lightly over the side of his head where his hair was the shortest, content to watch him sleep for as long as he wanted to. But a few seconds later, he yawned and struggled to lift his heavy lids.

“You’re really fucking cute when you sleep,” I said, running my fingers down his stubbled jaw. Before I could pull away, he grabbed my wrist, keeping my hand on his face.

“Is that why you didn’t wake me up?” He stifled another yawn. “I’m not as cute when I’m awake?”

“Cute is not the word I’d use to describe you unless you’re sleeping, trust me.”

Solo grinned and kissed my palm. “No? What, then? Irresistible? Devastating? Exceptionally…large?”

Laughing, I pushed Solo onto his back, leaned over him, and planted a kiss below his ear. “All of those things,” I murmured, then kissed my way up his neck, over his jaw, landing on my favorite part of him, his mouth. I swept my lips over him once, twice, three times. Solo groaned and squeezed my ass.

“Just so you know, we’re not leaving this bed today,” he said, burrowing his face into my neck.

“No? Gonna chain me up and force me to stay?”

“If I have to. Or maybe that’ll just be foreplay.”

I grinned and rolled back to my side of the bed, grabbing my phone from the nightstand. “Let me just clear my busy schedule.”

“What, a play date with Houdini?”

“Close. We were gonna hit the gym later.”

“You mean I didn’t do a thorough enough job of wearing your ass out last night?” Solo scooted closer to me. “Guess I’ll have to bring it today.”

I chuckled and shot off a text, letting Houdini know I was out for the day. It was only after I’d sent the message that I realized how early it still was. Eh, the fucker would get it eventually.

After turning my phone off, I flipped onto my side so that Solo and I were facing each other. Last night had been so incredible, and he’d said exactly what I needed to hear, but there were still conversations that needed to be had—and with our time together at NAFTA running out, they needed to happen sooner rather than later.

Solo must’ve registered the change in my thoughts, because he sighed and reached for my hand, lacing his fingers with mine as it rested on the sheets between us. “I guess we need to address the elephant in the room, huh?”

Unable to resist, I lifted the sheet with our joined hands and took in an eyeful of his long, thick cock. “Pretty sure I already did last night. Several times.”

Solo groaned and pulled the sheet back down. “Don’t start with me or we’ll never stop, and that would be a huge fucking problem, because I know we need to have this conversation. So…let’s just get it over with already.”

Right to the point. That was my man.

“Okay.” I cleared my throat. “I guess we start with what we know.”

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