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“You’re not getting rid of me that easily. Do you want to watch a movie or something? Hungry? I could make us some dinner.” He grins, looks back down, shakes his head, and then chuckles.

“What?” This was not how I expected him to act. I definitely didn’t think he’d offer to make dinner.

“For pretty much the entire day I’ve been painfully hard. I can’t tell you how many times I had to adjust myself hoping no one saw me, but now…”

“It’s gone.” I cover myself back up. First placing the ice pack back on and then the sheet.

“One hundred percent gone.” His straight brows pull together. “That’s got to be pretty fucking painful. I hate you thought you needed to do that to make things interesting for me.”

I hate how insecure I am after finding my ex-husband in bed with another man and now that I somehow found myself in a relationship with the hottest and sweetest guy in the world.

“How about if we want to make things more interesting, we talk to each other before we do anything? Deal?”

“Deal.” I lean over and place a chaste kiss to his scrumptious lips. “You’re surprisingly good at this relationship stuff. Have you had a lot of girlfriends?”

A dazzling smile spreads across his chiseled face. “It feels natural with you, but no, I haven’t had many girlfriends. Three if I count you.”

Three includingme.I’m not sure how that’s possible, but I’m thankful for it.

“So, what do you say to dinner and a movie in bed? Or I can make you something and head home if that’s what you want.”

The hopeful look in his eyes said he doesn’t want to go home. Amazingly now that sex is off the table, he still wants to take care of me. I’m so not used to having a sweet man care for me.

“I’d like that very much. I’m not sure what I’ve got to make dinner,” I reply and am greeted to a blinding smile before he shoots off the bed and kisses the top of my head.

“Is there anything else I can get you?” he asks from the doorway. I shake my head in answer. “Okay, you relax and find us something to watch while I whip us up something.”

I watch his retreating form and admire his broad shoulders and tapered waist, along with his muscular legs that are hidden underneath his work clothes.

How is it that only after spending a weekend with him I was already feeling more for him than I ever had with Gerald?

10

Tyson

I had to be dreaming.

Soft.

Hot.

Wet.

Engulfing my shaft.

I moan not caring that this is a dream. It’s heavenly and I’m surrounded by Sadie’s scent. She always smells of vanilla and something else I haven’t been able to put my finger on. It doesn’t matter because one hint of her scent and I’m instantly hard.

I haven’t had a sex dream of this magnitude in forever and decide to take advantage of it. Maybe then I won’t be sporting a hard on all through work. I trail my hand down my chest and abs and encounter a head full of hair.

My eyes spring open to find Sadie between my legs with her pretty pink lips wrapped around my cock, her eyes trained on me.

She pops the tip from between her lips and smiles up at me. “Good morning. I thought instead of an alarm I’d wake you with my mouth.”

Lowering her head, Sadie trails her tongue from base to tip and swirls it around the head before sucking it deep into her throat.

“Fuck,” I moan. “You can wake me up like this anytime you’d like.”

I fist her hair to better watch as she licks and sucks my cock like a popsicle. Up and down she bobs, swallowing me whole as she hollows her cheeks and moans around my length.

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