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“Don’t you dare! I am so ready for you.”

Gently he eases into me, filling me, stretching me, but in all the best ways. Once seated, he leans on his forearms that are braced on each side of my head and brushes his warm lips over mine. “You feel so good, babe. Even better than my dreams.”

“You dreamed about me?”

“You’re the last thing I think of before I sleep and the first thing in the morning.”

“Really?”

“A little stalkerish, I know.”

“No, we just wasted a lot of time. You’ve been in my heart for years.”

He lowers his lips to mine and slowly starts to move inside me. Each stroke is deeper than the last. “More, Dash. More. I want you, all of you.”

“You have me, babe. Forever.”

Each thrust sends me higher and higher. He’s hitting me in all the right places. The pressure is building in a way it never has before. “Yes, Dash. Oh yes. More. Yes!”

“Come for me, babe. Let go. Give it to me.” He shifts his hips and angle, and I explode. He follows me with a deep shudder.

CHAPTER 10

Dash

“I’ve never come that way before,” she whispers.

I just climbed back into bed to lay beside her after I cleaned us both up. I was surprised she thought she was supposed to take care of that for both of us. What dip sticks has she been dating? Oh, yeah, Look-At-Me-Trevor. I set her straight on how a man pampers his woman.

Lying on my side, propped up on my elbow, I take her hand in mine and bring it to my lips for a kiss. Now that I’ve touched her, I can’t keep my hands off her.

“What do you mean?”

“I’ve only been with a couple guys and they-uh-said I wasn’t very responsive.”

“Bullshit. They were just selfish. You’re beautiful and your body is so reactive.”

Her tentative smile warms my heart. “You’re real, Oakley. Kind, thoughtful, smart, confident. Others can be threatened by your poise. That isn’t your problem. You’re perfect as you are.”

She blushes and looks down. Gordy told me some of the girls at school would make fun of her for being so small. I wonder if itwas someone else. “Trevor. He said something to make you feel bad.”

She blushes letting me know I guessed correctly.

“What did he say?” My words come out harsher than I want. But so help me if that little shit-head hurt her I’ll take him out myself.

“It’s okay. He just made a couple suggestions when we first started to date.”

“Like what?”

“Maybe I could get boob or booty enhancements.”

“He’s such a douche. Look babe, society has some really screwed up ideas. Reality TV isnotreal life, and there is no perfect body shape. What you have is real and fits you. Enhancing and reducing doesn’t make you a beautiful person. That comes from your heart.”

“Now you sound like my Dad trying to pump me up.”

Her Dad. Fuck, what am I doing? Running a hand over my face, I make a show of glancing at the clock. “We should get some sleep. We need to leave early.” I reach for the lamp and turn it off.

“Dash, what just happened here?”