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She glides her palm down my chest, stopping right over my heart. “I like you so much, Sam. I care about you a lot. I don’t want to mess this up by moving too fast like I did with Jake—like I did in the past.”

I gently grip her chin in my hand and run my thumb along her bottom lip. “I don’t want to mess this up with you either.”

A soft smile tugs at her lush mouth before she bites her bottom lip.

“I want to take things slow this time,” she says. “I don’t want anyone else’s thoughts or opinions tainting this, what we have. I want this to be just you and me, no one else. We’re the only ones who matter.”

“Then that’s what I want too,” I say.

Determination surges through me. I want to be the man that Dakota deserves. I don’t want to rush her or pressure her. I want to be here for her, steady as a rock, for whatever she wants or needs.

Even if that takes months or years, I don’t care. I just want her.

She flashes a relieved smile. “You’re okay with that? Taking things slow? Keeping this relationship just between us?”

I hover my mouth over hers. “I have you, Dakota. That’s all I’ve ever wanted. Nothing else matters.”

Her eyes are bright as she looks at me. “You’re amazing, you know that?”

“I really am.”

She chuckles at my teasing, then kisses me. “I hope you realize that just because you’re my boyfriend now doesn’t mean you can slack on your bedroom coach duties.”

I smile against her mouth. “I wouldn’t dream of it.”

It’s not long before our mouths get filthy and our hands are everywhere. I pick her up and put her on the counter, running my mouth and tongue down the side of her neck.

A hot breath escapes from her pretty, plump mouth, coating my skin. And then she says the hottest thing I’ve ever heard.

“Will you bend me over the counter and fuck me, Sam?”

Chapter 38

Dakota

Ifocus on the wild look in Sam’s eyes at what I’ve just asked him to do to me.

My heart races in my chest, and every inch of my skin is hot.

My entire body is buzzing with the need for Sam to take me right here, right now.

“Is this something you’ve done before, beautiful? Fucked against the kitchen counter?”

I shake my head. “I’ve always wanted to.”

Heat flashes in his gemstone eyes as he gazes at me. The corner of his mouth hooks up, and a soft growling sound rips from his throat. My clit pulses.

“So I’m the first to have you like this?” he growls.

I bite my lip and nod.

“Good.” He grips my chin and leads me in a filthy kiss before he aims his hungry gaze at me. “Take off your clothes.”

I strip off my top and jeans, leaving me in a powder blue bra and panty set. Sam’s eyes rake down my body. He lickshis lips and grips my waist in his hand. “You are so fucking beautiful.”

He digs his fingers in the fleshy part of my hip, and I gasp softly. Goosebumps scatter across my skin at the way he’s looking at me—like I’m a meal he’s desperate to devour.

I reach behind me and unhook my bra, letting it fall to the floor. Sam cups my breast in his hand, then teases my nipple between his fingers. He drops his mouth to the side of my neck and dusts a soft kiss onto my skin before running his tongue up and down. The whole time, he swirls his thumb around the hard bud of my nipple.

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