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After getting home from the bar, I laid on one end of my sofa while Baldwyn laid on the other. Pulling off my shoes, he massaged one foot. “You need to relax, girl.”

“I know I do.” I’d been more than relaxed before my stupid ex showed up to ruin my Sunday Funday. “The day didn’t turn out the way I wanted it to.”

“I don’t know,” Baldwyn said as he smiled at me. “Weareabout to nap on your couch the way we’d planned on doing. He didn’t ruin that.”

But Preston had ruined lunch. We’d left only a few minutes after he’d interrupted what had been a scrumptious meal. “I bet you’re wondering what I ever saw in that man.”

“Nah.” His fingers moved along the base of my toes, putting exactly enough pressure on them to make me moan a bit. “You like that?”

“Yesssss,” I moaned. “You’re good at this.”

Waggling his dark brows, he made me smile. “One day I’ll give you a backrub and show you how good I can really be.”

“I should be so lucky.” It felt good being with him. Preston had never catered to me in any way. Certainly not the way Baldwyn was now.

Baldwyn’s eyelids began to droop as the beer and heavy food began taking him away to dreamland. And I soon followed.

***

“Right there, Baldwyn,” I whispered in his ear as he leaned over me. His massive thighs bracketed my legs as I sat on the bed facing him. Massaging my shoulders, he ignited a moan that had passion laced through it. “You’re so good.”

“I can be when I want to.” His hands ran down my sides then lifted my t-shirt up over my head, leaving me in my bra.

Breathing heavily, my breasts rose and fell, taking his attention. “What would you like to massage next?” I asked in my most seductive voice.

Pushing me back, I fell on the bed as he took off his shirt, revealing chiseled abs, pecs to die for, and biceps that begged me to touch them. Moving his body over mine, he placed his hands on both sides of me. I took advantage of his position and put my hands on his biceps, trying not to cry out with pure pleasure.

“How about I give your lips a workout?” he asked.

I licked them, eager to feel his mouth on mine. “I think that sounds pretty damn good.”

As if time stopped, he moved in the tiniest of increments until our lips barely touched. For a moment, our hot breaths mingled before he put his mouth solidly on mine.

Gasping at the heat that coursed through my body, my nails bit into his muscular arms as his kiss took me deep into a pool made up of sins, pleasures, and the perfect hint of pain.

My heart ached as the kiss went on and our tongues didn’t fight for dominance but instead danced together as if they’d always known how. A dull throb began between my legs as our bodies rubbed against one another’s. The bra that covered my tits began to bother me. I wanted to feel his skin on mine and arched my back to see if he’d understand what I wanted him to do.

His hands moved around my body, unhooking my bra, freeing breasts that were finally able to rub against him. Groaning with the new sensation, he began grinding his swollen cock against me. Once again, our clothing got in the way.

I moved my hands down his body then in between us, undoing his jeans then pushing them down until his long, hard cock was released. Running my hands up and down the length, I marveled at the girth, looking forward to the burn as he spread me wide to fit him.

Pulling away from me, he stood over me, smiling as he let his jeans fall to the floor. “And now for you.” He took my shorts, wiggling them off me.

I lay naked on the bed in front of him as he stood bare-assed in front of me. My heart raced as I looked at his magnificent body. “Be gentle,” I murmured. But then I thought better of it. “No. Be whatever you want to be with me. Be hard. Be savage. Be free with me, Baldwyn.”

***

Knock. Knock. Knock.

“Hey, is Baldwyn in there?”

My eyes jerked open as I heard Baldwyn’s brother Stone on the other side of my door. I couldn’t move as Baldwyn’s arms were wrapped around my legs, holding them to his chest. “He’s in here, Stone,” I called out.

Sleepy green eyes opened, gazing at me. “What a great nap.”

I completely agree. Just wish I hadn’t woken up from it.