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I blinked at him. What were we talking about again?

“Take that bra off, Denise.” That familiar niggle in the back of my brain whispered to me, reminding me that I didn’thaveto do shit. As fun as she was making this, my bad girl tank was tapped out and I didn’t have it in me to push back.

I flipped the hooks behind my back and slid the cups off.

“You’re always so bossy,” I said, throwing the bra at him.

He caught the strap and placed it on his dresser as I threw back the covers and laid down.

“You love it when I’m cocky,” he said, leaping over me to the center of the bed. He held me tight, his warm skin heating mine as we tangled our feet. I could feel his heart beating against my cheek. I smiled. It had been so long since I’d laid next to a naked man. Had I always fit into them like this?

“It’s because you know how to use it,” I whispered, yawning. I grabbed the cover, throwing it over us both.

“Damn right, I do.” He snorted and I pushed against his chest as he rubbed his beard against my face.

“I like your tattoo,” I said, feeling his hand in my hair.

“Thanks, I designed it myself.”

“What is it?” I asked, rubbing at my eyes.

“Switch.” Before I could ask him what he meant, he started to rub my back, slowly touching my skin with the pads of his fingers. I started to drift away.

I could get used to this.

CHAPTER 20

DENISE

I was dragged awake by a tongue drawing circles against my shoulder. When I pried my eyes open, I saw it was still dark and groaned. I didn’t know what time it was but I knew it was sleep time. The wet warmth of his tongue was insistent and gentle. I sighed against it before I said his name.

“Hugh.”

“Hmm?” His hand on my stomach started to explore, his caresses leaving tingles across my skin and a familiar heaviness between my thighs.

He knew exactly why I’d called his name. I was still so sleepy.

“Hugh!” I cried out as his teeth replaced his tongue, sinking deep into my flesh as his questing fingers dipped past my stomach, resting just against my pussy.

“Oh, did you want to sleep? I can—” He shifted to move his hand away and I grabbed it to hold it there.

“Well. I mean, you’re already there and we’re both awake, you might as—”

Two fingers dived into my pussy, and I arched into them as his palm ground against my sensitive clit.

I moaned as he laughed into my shoulder.

“You were such a good girl, I wanted to make sure you got your reward. Do you want your reward, gorgeous?” His tone was so soft, so full of adoration. A host of butterflies took flight in my stomach, and I was surprised I didn’t take float off into the stratosphere with them.

There were a lot of things that I wanted to say, but I settled on, “I love rewards.”

“Mmm, because you’re a good girl. Say it.” His lips had climbed up my neck and his words were whispered against my ear.

I felt a blush move into my cheeks as his fingers moved.

“Because I’m a good girl.”

His hand came to my neck, and he pulled my lips to his. It was another slow and sweet dance between us. I loved the aggression and heat, but when his lips sipped at mine like he was taking a long taste of me, I melted against him. Our tongues curled together in an unhurried rhythm. He dragged me forward until I was lying on top of him.

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