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I don’t want to freak her out, but she isn’t thinking clearly. Jared is unstable and she shouldn’t be alone when he is on a warpath to her destruction.

“I am starting to feel things.”

I pull off the covers and jump out of bed before walking over to her.

“It’s normal to feel things. Your system has just gone through a shocking discovery. Your safe place is no longer safe. You can hang out here with me and let your emotions out. I’m a good listener.”

She shakes her head. “No, Marc. That’s not it. I mean, yes, I am emotional about my house being broken into and my stuff being destroyed, but my feelings aren’t related to that.”

“I don’t understand.”

Is this about her sister?

“Just forget it.”

She turns to walk away, but I reach out and grab her hand. I don’t want her leaving before telling me what’s on her mind.

“I don’t want to forget it. Clearly something is bothering you and I want to-”

Staci presses her lips to mine, effectively cutting me off.

My brain is telling me not to go down this road. Don’t kiss her back, but dammit, I need her as much as I need air to breathe.

I dive head first into this kiss, pulling her smaller body against mine. Staci arches her back and presses deeper into my chest.

Reaching around her, my hands squeeze her perfect ass before lifting her.

She moans against my lips and wraps her legs around my waist as I carry her over to my bed.

I lay her on the edge and kiss my way down her neck.

She wraps her hands around my biceps and pulls me on top of her.

“More.” She begs.

My dick jumps in my pants, eager to get closer to her sweet spot.

Her core rubs against my straining erection, and a soft sigh comes from her slightly swollen lips.

Fucking hell. The things I want to do to her right now.

Taking a deep breath to calm my raging boner, I pull back slightly and look at her.

“Are you sure?”

She looks at me with a glimmer of hope in her eyes as her lips form a smirk. “I’ve never been more sure.”

My body freezes as my brain tries to process what she just said. She wants me and she wants this.

Staci flips us over, straddles me, and rubs her core along my entire shaft.

I’ve imagined this moment more times than I care to remember, but feeling her in person is way better than any picture I could conjure up.

My balls tighten and my dick gets harder than ever before. I let out a groan before my body decides to move.

My hands grip her hips to stop her movements.

She looks down at me with hooded eyes and frowns. “Why’d you stop me?”

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