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Pleasure shoots down my spine and my balls tingle.

“I’m close. I need you to come with me,” I say, slamming into her.

The moment her tiny hand snakes between us and starts to circle her clit, I feel her walls spasm.

“Let go. I’m so close,” she moans out, clinching me tighter.

I thrust once, twice, a third time, and still as I spurt load after load. Sadie milking my cock for all it’s worth.

Pulling me down to her waiting mouth, she kisses me sweetly and then sucks on my bottom lip.

“Best sex ever.”

I agree.

17

Sadie

“Ty,”I nudge his shoulder for what feels like the hundredth time that morning. “Come on. You’ve got to get up. It’s almost time to leave for work.”

He doesn’t respond. Again.

“Tyson,” I say louder, but nothing. “Tyson Aaron Jacobs,” I say loudly against his ear with a note of hysteria.

“What, Sadie?” he mumbles.

“It’s time to get up for work,” I demand, shaking his shoulder.

“Just a few more minutes,” he says before turning the other way.

“No, not a few more minutes.” I move to the other side of the bed, so I can see his face. Even after almost ten hours of sleep he still looks tired. “You’ve been telling me that for the past hour.”

One eye opens to peek at me. “I have?” he asks as if he doesn’t remember the ten other times, I’ve tried to get him out of bed this morning.

Letting out a deep breath, I sit down on the edge of the bed and pull his hand to my lips. “I’m worried about you.” I kiss the palm of his hand. “You’ve been so tired lately.”

He yawns around his words. “It’s nothing to worry about.”

“Too late because I’m already worried,” I state and bite my bottom lip. Hesitantly I ask, “Is this you not wanting to be worried because of what it could mean, or are you really not worried?”

“For fucks sake, Sadie, I’m just tired.” He jumps out of bed all the while growling his ugly words at me. “It happens to everyone. I wake up at the crack of dawn to work out before heading to the office where I then proceed to work nine to ten hours, only to come home and fuck you until all hours of the night. It’s a wonder I’ve lasted this long.”

“Is this really how you want the day after you move in to go?” I can’t hide the shaking in my voice or the tears that well up in my eyes.

“I didn’t think you’d turn all controlling on me the moment I moved in.”

He walks to the dresser and pulls out a pair of boxer briefs and for the first time since I saw him naked in that hotel room, I don’t ogle him. His perfect body does nothing to me.

“I only wanted a few more minutes of sleep,” he spits before slamming the bathroom door.

What the hell just happened?

Had I made a mistake asking him to move in or thinking that he was possibly ‘the one’?

I don’t wait for him to get out of the bathroom. Instead I pour myself another cup of coffee into a travel mug and head out the door to make it to work a few minutes before everyone else on the floor arrives.

It isn’tuntil hours later, after staring at my computer screen the entire day and seeing nothing, that Amanda knocks on my door.

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