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“Thanks!” Owen calls out after her.

He’s grinning, and there are tears in his eyes, too. Maybe it’s the exhaustion, all the head-spinning from the past few days, or maybe I’m just in love. Who the fuck knows. But in that moment, maybe for the first time in my life, I know I’ve landed where I belong.

I take my boyfriend’s hand, stroking the back of his knuckles. “I don’t know how, but I’m going to show you how much this means to me, Owen. I’m going to make you feel as good as I feel right now, even if it takes me the rest of my life.”

Owen purrs under his breath. “It won’t take that long,” he teases. “After dinner, we still have to get to round three.”

Chapter Twenty-Four

Owen

Fox throwsthe door open and pulls me into his condo. His wavy hair is pushed to the side, and he’s got a rakish grin.

Heat pours through me. This is real.

He’s acting like it’s no big deal to lose Phoenix Sunset, but I know that’s not true. Fox sacrificed something today, something big, and he did it by confronting everything he’s spent years running from.

He did it for me. I suddenly understand just how devoted Fox is to me, and how desperately I want to stay right here, making sure he’s happy, keeping that cocky grin on his face.

“So, part three of this date?” Fox asks, then grabs my side. “Should I prepare myself?”

I laugh and press my erection to him. “No need to prepare. Except… have you been tested?”

Fox’s fingers sink into my flesh. “Yeah,” he answers, his voice raspy. “You?”

“Yeah.” I lean forward, my heart pounding. I press my lips to his ear, then drop my voice to a whisper. “Can I have your cock tonight, cutie?”

Fox growls and thrusts from his hips, riding his hard cock against me. “Of course,” he says, then kisses me, dragging his mouth over mine. “Eventually.”

I laugh as Fox grabs me, then throws me to the couch. I lay there, my heart beating, and he walks up, slowly undressing himself. His slate eyes burn into mine. Once he’s removed his shirt, he climbs on top of me, and his hands quickly and efficiently strip me.

“Oh fuck,” I moan when Fox drags his hot mouth down my chest. “Fox.”

“Gonna drag one out of you now,” he growls. “Get you warmed up.”

My eyes roll back when Fox frees my erection, gripping it in his fist. “So fucking pretty,” he says, kissing my glistening head and rubbing his lips across my precum. My crown is raw and sensitive, and it sends spasms up through my body.

“Fuck, Fox. Oh my god.”

I’m pawing at him and gasping. He takes his time sucking my cock into his mouth, playing with my erection. My balls are tight, and my hole pulsates, squeezing in anticipation.

“Yeah,” Fox groans, pumping my shaft expertly. He works me like I’m a musical instrument, driving me closer and closer to my climax. Fox plays with my balls and pinches my nipples, and even when I try to say something dirty or flirty, all I can do is groan.

“Fuck! I love you!” I scream, so loud my ears ring. My climax hits, and Fox drags his lips off my shaft just in time to take my orgasm all over his face. I squirt and spray, writhing against the couch as I come.

Fox grins, semen dripping down his stubble. “Love you, too, cutie.”

“Oh my god,” I say with a laugh. “You look so fucking good with my cum on your face.”

Fox laughs, unfazed. “Yeah?” He crawls over and kisses me, my release wet on his lips. “Glad you like it.”

“Very handsome,” I add, laughing.

“Do me a favor,” Fox says. “Open that drawer beside you.”

I look to the side table, wooden and stylishly midcentury modern, and when I pull open the drawer, I see that, among other things, a small, silver butt plug sits inside.

I pull it out. It’s beautiful, flared and curved, small but exciting.

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