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then he sits up straight—I have all of his attention.

“Do I now?” he questions with a sly grin across his handsome face. My hand continues its path of discovery along his length, loving the way it makes him bite his lip.

“Yes. She’s been lonely without you.” Rhys’ left brow arches high on his face at my answer.

“I know the feeling.” Rhys blue eyes swirl with heat as I continue teasing him. Just when I think I have the upper hand in the situation, Rhys completely shatters it. His fingers find the thin line of my G-string and disappear inside of me before I have a chance to realize what he’s done.

“Oh...” My eyes roll back, my back arches, my nipples tingle, goosebumps lace my skin as he fills me completely.

“See… two can play that came, sweetheart.” He curls his fingers, caressing along the sensitive nerves inside of me, the same ones that make me see stars. “You tease me. I can certainly tease you.”

As he hits the right spot, my teeth sink into my bottom lip. My hand grips his cock but is unable to move as my other hand rests on his shoulder. My nails dig into his flesh as he brings me higher and higher.

“Your greedy little kitty has missed me just as much, if not more, than you. Hasn’t she?”

Dirty talking Rhys is out. Damn him.

“Yes,” I huff, trying to control the swirling emotions he’s pulling from me.

“Greedy little thing is taking me all the way in. Using me like its own personal plaything.” I can’t take him lowering his voice and talking to me the way he is. It’s ear porn, and it’s giving me sensory overload. “Use me to get off, Ariana.”

So, I do. I ride his fingers like I’m some damn rodeo queen ho. I’m chasing that edge that he’s so close to pushing me over. I’ve been needing it. Craving it. My body only responding to his touch now, as if it’s found its own life source, and only Rhys Davenport will soothe its cravings.

“You’re so close,” he grunts.

I don’t question his magic fingers anymore. I’m close, so freaking close. Then Rhys bends forward and nips my neck, and I’m done for. He pushes me over the edge, and I tumble down that cliff willingly. Rhys keeps nipping and sucking on my neck while his fingers continue to pull every last drop of orgasm out of me.

I need more.

I want more.

Once I’ve come back down, my hands are pulling and tugging on his underwear like a madwoman. Releasing him from the confines of his briefs, my hand runs along his velvety length, my thumb sliding over the tip, which elicits a deep, guttural moan from Rhys’ lips.

Now it’s my turn to drive him crazy, to push him over the edge.

I line myself up and sink down on him.

“Shit, yes,” Rhys curses. His fingers dig into my ass as I take him in. His hands grip and pull me against him, pushing him deeper inside of me, which hits me in just the right spot. He grins when it’s my turn to curse. “Missed my dick, sweetheart?”

“You know I have,” I reply, meeting him thrust for thrust.

“Good.” His eyes darken. “Because I don’t like to share.”

“Neither do I.”

“I don’t want anyone else,” he confesses, and my heart tingles at his words.

We still have so much to sort out before anything real can happen between us, but so far, it’s looking good.

23

Rhys

“That’s not at all how I thought our conversation would go.” Ariana smiles as she fixes herself up after we practically fucked each other’s brains out.

“Not my fault you find me irresistible.” Grinning at her, I tuck myself back into my jeans.

Ariana’s eyes narrow on me, and she tries to pretend to be upset, but her smile gives her away. “You mean your dick is pretty irresistible.” Her eyes fall back to my crotch.

“Good to know.” I give her a wink, which makes her chuckle and shake her head. “I know we have a lot to talk about, Ariana.”

She fluffs the pillows on the sofa and settles herself in for a chat. “We do.” She leans back against the edge of the sofa. “I understand your life is complicated regarding your divorce, and I don’t ever want to add to it—” I reach out and lay my hand on her exposed thigh to cut her off.

“There’s a lot to unpack over this divorce. Way more than I ever realized. I thought it was a cut-and-dry case of my ex wanting more money. But it isn’t.” Looking down with a frown, I stare at my hands that are stroking her leg. Just being around Ariana relaxes me and takes the bite off the anxiety I’ve been having over the entire situation. Ariana must pick up on this, and next thing I know, she’s on my lap again, grabbing my face and kissing me hard.

“Whatever it is, I can handle it,” she tries to reassure me.

I really hope she can.

“You say this now, but—”

“No,” she stops me. “I’m done with tippy-toeing around things. Do you want something with me?” she asks me honestly. “Then forget everything that’s going on in both of our lives. I’m not asking for forever. I’m not asking for long term. All I’m asking is… do you want this? More than a booty call? I’m fine with it just being a booty call, too, but I need to know.” Her chocolate-colored eyes turn liquid with her honesty. She’s put herself out there for me, and she deserves honesty in return.

“I want you. Just you. For as long as you will have me,” I reply.

“Okay.” She gives me a bright smile. “Exclusive?” She tacks on the end.

“Yes.”

“Right. So…” she gives me an awkward little shrug, “… we’re doing this?”

“Yes…” I can’t help but smile, “… we are. Now, we need to talk.”

“Nothing good ever happens when you say those words.”

“I need to explain myself… for why I chose to stay away

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