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“Well?”

“I’m your tongue and fingers’ number one fan,” I tell him sincerely.

CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

REVVED UP

BOWIE

I move her panties back in place and move to her side, leaning up on my elbow to look at her. She stares up at me, her brow creasing.

“What are you doing?” she asks.

“I…what do you mean?”

“Why are you stopping?”

My mouth parts as I stare at her. “I was…trying to bea gentleman.”

“That’s never stopped you before.”

A laugh bursts out of me. “It’s stopped me many times, but with you, you’re right…I haven’t been a very good gentleman with you.”

“Well, don’t start being proper with me now,” she huffs.

I can’t stop smiling and it feels foreign on my face, foreign in my body to feel this good. “You want me, Poppy?”

“You did get me all revved up.”

“I hoped I was satisfying you, but clearly I didn’t do my job.”

“Oh, you satisfied me. I’m just ready for more now.”

I tug my shirt off and tilt my chin for her to take hers off. She grins at me, mischief and desire sparking in those eyes, and I am hers.

I don’t let myself stay on that thought for too long, focusing instead on the way she looks, the way I’m going to make her feel.

Our clothes are tossed across the room and when there’s nothing left between us, I pull her on top of me. My hands look huge splayed across her skin, and it’s mesmerizing watching her body react to mine with every touch. She rocks against me and I see the chill bumps scatter across her skin.

“Are you cold?” I ask.

“No, it just feels so good, everywhere you touch.”

“God, you’re beautiful.”

“You are too,” she says, leaning down until her lips are on mine when she says it again.“You are too.”

I reach for a condom and then pause. “We haven’t really talked about tests, but I’m testing regularly with the team and all is clear.”

“For me too,” she says.

“We can still use condoms…if you want.”

“I’d like to experience it without.” Her cheeks are still flushed from her orgasm, but they heat to crimson again.

I twitch beneath her and her eyes flare. She leans down and kisses me, her long hair trailing against my chest. The lights are low from my bedside lamp, and I want to study every inch of her, learn the map of her freckles and memorize the contour of her skin. Our kiss starts out sweet but quickly boils over, her tongue feels like sex and I chase it, greedy for all of her. She sighs when her hands slide over my shoulders and down my chest, careful and reverent, like she’s memorizing me too.

When she raises her hips and guides my tip inside, we both freeze for a second. I groan quietly with how good she feels. My palm slides down her side and around her back until I’m cupping her ass. She starts undulating over me and it’s the most beautiful sight. I’m torn between never blinking and my eyes rolling back in my head because it’s fucking heaven. I lean in and take her nipple in my mouth, twirling it around my tongue and nipping it with my teeth. I love the wet heat of her and the way she dances over me.

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