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“Nothing.”
“Not nothing. What?”
“No, really. I just wanted to hear your voice.”
“You’re so weird.”
I tap his chest playfully and he chuckles. “I amnotweird.”
“You’re the only woman I know who constantly sniffs me and wants to hear my voice.”
“First of all, I’m theonlywoman who should. And second, I appreciate the small things.”
“Small things, huh? What about the big things?”
Pervert. His tone of voice tells me exactly what he’s talking about. I will never understand the fascination men have with their dicks.
“Oh, I appreciate the hell out of the big things, but the small ones are…comforting.”
“You know what’s comforting for me? Coming home to you every day and holding you in my arms.”
I tighten my arm around him and place a gentle kiss on his pec. God, I love him. “That works perfectly because we can dothis. You can hold me while I sniff and listen to you to my heart’s content.”
“Is that all you want to do?”
I smack his chest again and he laughs. “Fiend.”
“How can you blame me, babe? I’ve wanted you since the second I saw you. When you went off on me, all I could think about was throwing you over my shoulder, locking you in this room, and fucking you into submission.”
“Submission?”
“Yeah. You were trying to be all hard, but I knew you wanted me.”
“You think every woman wants you.”
“But they do.”
This time, I punch him in the side. He grunts then shakes with laughter.
“Hey! Okay, okay.”
I sit up and gaze down at his smiling face. “Because it’s thebigthings they’re interested in.”
“And you’re interested in my smell and my voice?”
I place my hand over his heart, hoping he’ll get the message. He loses the smile and tightens his arm around me.
“All of you.”
He doesn’t speak. Not a word. Not with his lips, anyway. The look in his eyes is worth a million words. He’s breathing harder and his fingers are digging into my hip. I know I’m not the only one who feels this connection between us. Iknowit. He probably just doesn’t recognize it for what it is.He loves me, too. I’m sure of it.
“I want all of you, Gage. Your body, mind…heart, and soul. Because that’s the way you have me.”
He pulls me to him, his palm at the back of my neck, and crushes my lips to his. His tongue forces its way between my lips and I open up for him. One hand fists in my hair while the other grabs my hip. I slide my leg over and straddle him, keeping our lips connected. Crazy little sensations race up my spine as his fingers trail up my back. I nip at his bottom lip, pulling on it before snaking my tongue into his mouth. He moans, meeting it with his. His dick is now at attention, resting on my ass cheeks. I sit up and reach behind me to wrap my fingers around it. He groans, lifting his hips.
“My turn,” I say with a hint of mischief.
I kiss my way down his chest, licking at his tats. He buries his hand in my hair, gently nudging me. Settling between his legs, I grip the monster.
