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Her eyes shine as I yawn. “Why on earth are you yawning?” She screws her face up in disgust. “You think I’m done with you already?”

I laugh as she climbs on top of me. I grip her by the hips as she presses her hot, warm body against mine. “What ifI’mnot done withyou?”

“I said it first.” She pokes her tongue.

I buck her with my hips. “We’ve got all night, and I’m not nearly finished with that smart mouth and tight little pussy.”

“Good, then stop talking and let’s get busy.”

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AMBER

I never knewit could be like this, and it isn’t just the sex – which is completely incredible — but the way Bronco takes charge without being demanding or overbearing, it’s like something out of one of my romance books. Things like this don’t happen to people in real life. Okay, he fucked me into next week, but he wasn’t rough, and he kept asking me how I was feeling, and if I was okay. Guys don’t do that — not that I’ve been with that many — but I’ve had enough experience to know that it isn’t the case. It’s like Bronco takes this job as seriously as he does all the other important things in his life.

Now, as I ride him — my hands splayed out on his chest as he holds my hips — rocking me back and forth on his huge dick, I feel completely in control. I feel…powerful.That’s how he makes me feel. Plus, I never knew this man was such a dirty talker in the bedroom. It’s so sexy. If this is his idea of vanilla, I’ll take it.

“Fuck, baby,” he groans. Even this, me moving slowly on top of him, isn’t rushed or frantic; it’s controlled and delicious. He’s hitting me so deep inside, I’m seeing stars. I had no clue that dicks could really be that big and be enjoyable, but he did makesure I was fully warmed up beforehand. Something I’m now appreciating.

“So good,” I agree. “So fucking good.”

He sits up, bringing our bodies closer. Closing his lips around my puckered, needy nipple, he groans when he suckles. The rhythm is perfect; a slow, rolling of the hips and a thrust at the end. He has me right on the edge, and I can’t get enough. My clit brushes against his pubic bone over and over, and it’s keeping me right there. I know when I orgasm again, it’s going to be mind blowing.

“Ride me.” He licks my nipple like the dirty man he is, then moves his attention to the other side. “Ride this big cock,AJ.Your pretty pussy ain’t ever gonna go back now.”

“Back to what?” I breathe. “Having sex with my bullet?”

He kisses his way over the tops of my breasts, then my neck, then covers my jaw in kisses as I bounce like fucking him is the only thing that matters in the world. And right now, it is. Right now, I’m his queen, and it feels so fucking perfect.

“You’ve missed dick, haven’t you?”

“I’ve missed this dick, clearly,” I pant. “It’s nothing like the other?—”

He holds a finger up to my mouth. “Let’s not talk about fuckin’ other men while I’m doin’ you.”

“I just meant, this is rocking my world.”

He grins against my skin, pressing a kiss to my lips. “It’s rockin’ mine too,bestie.”

“This is so bad,” I groan.

“Bad?”

“Us!”

“Doesn’t feel that way to me. It feels very right.”

“I know.” I run my hands over his pecs, loving how he feels beneath my fingertips. “It does, and I’ve got to look at you in daylight and pretend like none of this happened.”

“But we’re fake datin’,” he reminds me. “So we could keep it up.”

“Keep up fake datin’? Or keep up…this?”

“You think you can give this up?” He balks. “I’ll be honest, baby, I can’t.”

My world rocks all over again. “Friends with benefits?”

“Better. Best friends with benefits.”

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