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My cock jumps with interest. “I knew you would.” I lift a brow. “I’m dying to tie you down and have my way with you.”

“Yes, please!”

With decisive steps, I cross the living room.

When we arrive to our room, I drop her to her feet with care.

“That’s it?” she asks. “I expected you to throw me on the bed.”

I grab her by the back of the neck, forcing her body close to mine, my erection pressing against her, hard and ready. “I have other plans for you.”

“Hard plans,” she sasses.

“Very. Hard. Plans.” I reach for her belt. “I need you naked. Now!”

I don’t have to ask twice.

I undress as fast, flinging my pants and shirt on the chaise lounge.

“Fuck, I’ve missed you.”

“I’ve missed you, too.”

“You have?”

She pouts. “How can you even ask me that question?”

“Let’s see…”

She furrows her eyebrows. “What—”

My fingers slide between her pussy lips, and I plunge them inside her.

She moans, placing a hand against my arm.

My digits skate through slippery slickness before I remove my hand.

“No, not yet,” she pleads.

“You’re so wet, my fingers are drenched within seconds.” I flash her a wolfish grin as I bring my hand to my mouth. With my eyes pinning her into place, I lick my fingers. “You definitely missed me.”

She narrows her eyes. “You’re such a—”

I shut her up by sticking my fingers back into her pussy.

“God, Bryce.”

I slip my digits out.

Expectant half-lidded eyes stare at me from under long, dark lashes.

“Open up!” I say.

She flinches.

“Your mouth. Open it!”

She does.

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