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"I’ll keep your mouth occupied," he promises

My pulse is so wild that I can feel it everywhere And his words make me think of his promise to teach me whatever I want to kno to use ainst the ache, but his position between them stops the impulse

"Not that," he says, and I frown

"Why not?"

"I fucked up, Nell Let ht is about you Let iven you the benefit of the doubt I should have let you explain But I was so ready to believe that I’ That I’m not made for love I’m just as much at fault here"

"No You’re not"

"I don’t just want to let you take care of me I need to be an active participant in this" I reach a hand down between us and ghost ers over the tented front of his sweatpants "I want to feel like I’ers over hiroans

"There are probably guys out there who are good enough to turn that kind of offer down" He hooks his hand around the nape of my neck and pulls my mouth up to his "I’m not one of them"

I push him back, and with his hands on my hips, I slip off the table

"So this is your room?" I say as we shuffle toward his bed

"This is it Get used to it Because you’re not getting out of it until e him backward until he sits on the bed He leans over to pull off his shoes and socks Before I can cliers into the open band of s me forward My bra is still trapped aardly around my waist, and I reach around to unhook it while he lowers my zipper

I expect hibefore him naked, while, except for his shoes and socks, he’s still completely clothed

I clutch his shirt, and he helps me pull it up over his head The fabric catches on his broad shoulders, and I suck in a breath at the sight

He hooks an ar between his knees, ainst his chest His face is level with s his cheek over the curve ofmade for me"

The short hair on his head tickles my palm as I hold him to me "You do?"

"I like it so damn much, sweetheart This" His hands sweep over ht "Made for h and press at his shoulder, and reluctantly he lets go to scoot back on the bed I cliroans before I ever even touch him

"You don’t have a headache?" I ask

"No"