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“Come for me baby,” he says, then sucks my clit into his mouth. I explode. My legs go weak and I’m about to collapse when Josh stands and rubs his hardness against my sex. He lifts me up, wrapping my legs around him. “I don’t think this is going to take long,” he growls in my ear.

He pushes into me, pausing a moment as if to collect himself. “Damn baby, you feel incredible.”

He groans as his hips move, pushing up into me. God, he feels so good.

Josh thrusts in and out, changing his angle and speed so he hits all the right spots, and I’m about to lose it again. My breath catches in my throat and my toes curl.

“Yes, Josh, Oh. God.” I barely get out the words. He pounds harder, my back hitting the wall over and over.

“Come for me, Sam. Do it again,” he says, pushing in deeper.

“Josh, yes,” I shriek as my orgasm erupts so hard I almost black out. He continues to pound into me faster and faster until he buries his head in my shoulder and releases. We stay pressed against the wall, panting, not saying a word, until our breathing slows.

“Well, we can cross that off my list.” I smirk, and he laughs.

“Any other sexual positions on your list?” He lowers me to the floor.

The heat rises to my cheeks. “Maybe.”

He kisses me and the corner of his lip curls. “Well, it’s a good thing we have all night.”

Two hours later, we’ve crossed two more positions off the list.

I’m laying in his bed, my head on his chest, our legs intertwined. Listening to his heart beating in my ear, wondering how in the world I got here. I lift myself onto my elbows and look at him as he sleeps.

God, he’s gorgeous and I can’t believe he’s mine.

After the second round, he pulled me close and asked if I would officially be his girl. I couldn’t say no. I wasn’t planning on dating anyone so soon, let alone fall for someone.

My family loves him, and I think I do too.

Chapter Thirty-Six

Sam

Awomanfromtablesix gets up and heads my way and I don’t know what it is, but I have a feeling it’s about Josh. “Hi,” I say as she reaches me. “Is everything okay with your meal? Can I get you something else?”

“Oh, no, the meal is great.” She flips her blonde locks over her shoulder. “We were just talking.” She motions to the table of women, all of them looking this way as if they are about to watch a show. “And I wanted you to know you’re not Josh’s type.” She looks me up and down. “I mean, look at you.” She tilts her head and I see pity in her eyes.

I don’t want to cause a scene in the diner, but I want this woman to shut up already and go back to her friends. “You’re trying so hard and it’s cute you think he’s into you. He’s going to get bored with you. It’s just a matter of time.” She turns on her black four-inch heels and sashays back to her table.

I want to shout back,You’re wrong. I’m not just some girl. I’m his girlfriend.Instead, I walk over to Tiff and let her know I need to use the restroom for her to take over table six.

She looks at me with concern in her eyes, then looks to table six. “Don’t you dare go back there so you can cry. That bitch isn’t worth your tears. Did she say something about you and Josh?” I don’t know how she does it, but it’s like she has a six sense or something.

“That’s Rachel. She’s had a thing for Josh since the minute she moved into town two years ago and he hasn’t given her a second look. Don’t let her get to you. She, along with the other single woman in town, are jealous that someone new to town caught his attention so quickly when they couldn’t.”

My eyes water and Tiff grabs hold of my shoulder. “Now you march into the restroom and fix yourself up and then come out here and show those bitches why Josh picked you. You’re A.S.S.”

I lift a brow. “Ass?”

“Amazing. sexy, and sweet.”

I burst out laughing, shaking my head. “My dear friend. You need to come up with another abbreviation for that. You can’t go around calling people an ass.” I wipe my eyes. Not from the tears that appeared minutes ago, but from laughing. Tiff always has a way to lighten the mood. “Maybe you can say you’re S.A.S. Sweet, amazing and sexy?”

She claps her hands. “Yes! That’s better.”

“Glad I could help. Thanks. I’m good now.”

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