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“That was cheesy.”

I shrugged. “It’s true.”

Leaning down, I captured her mouth again as I gently pushed her back against the mattress. She went willingly, her legs parting to make room for me as I settled between her thighs.

I’d been with plenty of women since losing Larissa, but none of them had ever made me feel like this. Like I was going to lose my goddamn mind if I didn’t have her right fucking now.

My hand slid down her side, over the curve of her hip, and then back up to cup one of her breasts through the thin lace of her bra.

“Yes,” she breathed, arching into my touch.

“You like that?” I asked, my thumb brushing over her nipple.

“Mmhmm,” she gasped.

I reached behind her, unhooked her bra and pulled it off, tossing it aside. Her breasts were heavy and perfect, her nipples begging for my attention.

Dipping my head, I took the hard peak into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the sensitive bud before sucking hard.

“Oh God,” she cried out, her fingers threading through my hair to hold me close.

She didn’t have to worry. I was right where I wanted to be.

Growling, I moved to her other tit, giving it the same attention while my hand slid down her stomach and into her panties.

She was soaked.

“Fuck, baby,” I groaned against her skin. “You’re so wet for me.”

“Please,” she whimpered.

I lifted my head to look at her. “Tell me what you want.”

Maybe it was a caveman move, but I needed to hear her say the words. I needed to know that she wanted me as much as I wanted her.

Her eyes were glazed with lust, pupils blown wide. “I need you.”

My cock twitched, precum leaking from the tip, soaking my jeans.

“Where do you need me?” I growled, circling her clit with the barest touch, teasing her.

“Please,” she begged as her hips came off the bed, desperate for more pressure. “I need you inside me.”

“Since you asked so nicely.” Smirking, I hooked my fingers into the waistband of her panties and slowly pulled them down her legs, revealing all of her pink parts.

Perfection.

That was the only goddamn word that came to mind.

Standing up, I made quick work of my boots, jeans, and boxer briefs, kicking them aside before crawling up the bed.

Harmony’s eyes went wide when she got a look at my cock, and I smirked. “Don’t worry, baby. I’ll fit.”

I settled back between her thighs, rolled on a rubber, and notched my throbbing cock at her entrance. “You sure about this?”

It was her last chance to change her mind before I claimed her as mine.

Dark hair spread across my pillow like a halo as those pearly whites bit down into that pink lip again, and she nodded. “I’m sure.”