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She draped her head on his shoulder. “It’s another first. I’ve never done that without batteries.”

“Did I outperform your vibrator?”

“Way ahead.” She peeked down, noticing his cock stir from its position trapped between their bodies. “But I need more.”

He sucked on her lip for a second. “Why?You just came.”

“Because I know there’s more. And if you can do that to me, I want everything.”

“You want me inside.” He shifted her hips to let the head of his cock tease her opening. “You want me to show you how good it can be, birthday girl. So greedy.”

He squeezed one of her nipples, twisting it slightly, making her moan. “Please, Royce.”

As if a man could ever resist that. He carried her back to the blanket and laid her down on her back. “I’m definitely not done cleaning you up. And once I get you clean, I’ll get you all dirty again.”

He didn’t give her time to think because he put on a condom and got between her legs.

Not the way she expected, because he put his head between her legs and said, “Lay back.”

He licked her from top to bottom, listening to her purrs and whimpers. Vandy was a huge fan of the way he twisted his tongue inside her slit and then back up to her clit. He was never going to get her clean because, as planned, she got wetter and hotter with every motion. She kept thrashing so he gripped her legs to keep her wide open to his mouth. She went rigid in a wordless scream, right on the cusp of a second orgasm.

“You ready, birthday girl? Your hole is dripping wet and empty. Tell me what you need.” Royce accompanied his words with more attention to her slick bud.

“Royce, I need you. Inside me. Please.”

“Like this?” He scooted up and slid the first inch inside her grasping channel. It strained his control, but he’d had plenty of practice lately.

She shook and raked him with her short sensible nails. “Stop fucking with me, Royce!”

He shoved home, letting her take his full length, which was by no means small. Her eyes crossed for half a second as she adjusted to his invasion. Royce gripped her knees, widening them to drive deeper, and dropped his mouth to hers. She met his kiss with a desperation of her own, moving with him instinctively, matching his rhythm in a way she hadn’t on the dance floor.

There wasn’t much room for thought when it went to all sensation. Her heat, the close fit of her channel, the taste of her lips and skin. Though his control frayed, he needed her to come first. Whatever asshole hadn’t treated her like the perfection she was needed to be replaced with him. He could make it good enough for both of them that nothing remained.

One flick over her clit as he plunged in the furthest yet was enough. She spasmed, and he paused, wanting to see her come undone again, under him, because of him. It was as gorgeous as the first time, but she wasn’t the only the one who needed to forget the past.

He waited for the last twitch before he thrust a few more times and let go, his orgasm practically blowing his head open.

A few minutes later, he rolled them over and found her covering his face and top of his chest with kisses.

His buddies at the firehouse had told him what he should do now—compliment her and pay her cab fare.

But that wasn’t who he was, and hoped he’d never be.

Instead, he asked her, the second woman he’d ever slept with, one question. “Want to go back to my place?”

CHAPTER 3

Vandy woke up late Monday morning with two beautiful green-eyed redheads.

The first redhead yawned and stretched from her spot on the bed. She fluffed her hair and licked her lips before giving Vandy a self-satisfied smirk.

“Meow.”

The ginger cat jumped off the bed, and Royce also stretched. Unlike his cat, he curled back around her and kissed her naked shoulder, right above a love bite she’d acquired overnight.

After their little foray on the beach, they’d reached his apartment. Rather than go to sleep, they had spent several hours exploring each other. He had done… things to her she’d heard about but never believed were true. Hopefully, she’d given as good as she got. At least he’d called her name more than once when he’d had her in every position she’d imagined and some she hadn’t.

A weird beeping noise came from outside of the room. “What’s that?”

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