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Then I take hi that drove hientle suction up and down his length until his fingers tighten painfully in hs, just enough to rowl, I increase the pace of my mouth

"Use your hands…Christ…that’s how I like it But you know that, don’t you? Know exactly how tovibrations up his flesh Last tie and today is no different His oes raw Only this ti, he sits up and pulls my head away from his lap He co ers trail downht of us in the full-lengthover mine, the exotic position, at least tothat arousal twists and turns inside me He hasn’t noticed our reflection yet, so he’s not aware that I can see his face The way he’s looking at h he’s savoring thefor hi hi his blue eyes Keeping his gaze onpressure right where I’into his discarded jeans for a condo it down in front ofdeep and holding while my voice cracks on a screarips ht of hisit happen in theexperiences of my life I’m not embarrassed or shy or worried about what comes afterward I’m just alive Shane’s abdoives under the bruising grip of his fingers We’re both biting our lips to keep quiet, but the bed is creaking underneath irl?"

"God, yes," I ansithout hesitation "D-do you like it?"

His eyes squeeze shut when I start pushing back against hio faster "Is that a…serious question?" One of his hands leaves hs under his breath when I have to drop my face into the pillow to moan "Babe, it has to be soon I don’t want it to end, but…"

"It’s tooin a blur now "Fuck, yes"

Watching hi his ar into pleasure I force myself to keep my eyes open so I can see hi I’ve ever seen He falls forward to press his chest against h his climax His eyes never leave mine I knoants me to see it, what I do to him What we do to each other

A mess of emotions whirls in my chest, so intense I have to look away Shane pulls et up He’s holding ht, I have no choice but to relax little by little I’ over us, so I’m relieved when he doesn’t I want to stay in the dark where it’s easier and I don’t have to say words that will leave me vulnerable

"So my plan was to come in here, fix you a cup of tea, and make slow, passionate love to you"

I smile in response to the amusement in his voice

"Of course, I also expected to find you in an oversized police depart the bla ment, I don’t drink tea--"

"I’ve noticed," Shane says "I’m convinced you’ve just never had anyone fix it for you properly We’re going to rele into the sheets to watch him He pulls on his pants and leaves the the cup of tea he’d poured earlier with usted face, he narrows his eyes atlike an idiot when there’s a gorgeous guyme a cup of tea with no shirt on, hair allhis happy trail with speculation and smirks

"Sit up I’m about to banish the word coffee froainst the pillow and take the offered cup "Never going to happen When I die, I want my ashes sprinkled over a Starbucks"

"Drink"

With an eye roll, I take a sip And holy shit, it’s so good He’s et a caffeine kick, but it’s sins crawling toward le cat "Noas ment?"

It takesto make slow, passionate love to me" My breath hitches when he takes the cup of tea fro his attention off s the sheet down to reveal e ue traces a circle around ain"

His laughter puffs out over my damp skin "You’re a quick learner"

Chapter Twenty-Two

True to his word, Brian coht He is shaved and wearing a navy-blue button-down shirt, of which he tugs at the collar every other minute Faith, who lit up like a Christmas tree when he walked in, has disappeared into the bathrooe her hairstyle Ponytail, messy bun, ponytail While Shane finishes his shift behind the bar, Kitty bustles through the dining roo a vase with fresh-cut flowers on the table where Brian sits waiting, ripping up cocktail napkins If he didn’t flush straight to the tips of his hair every tiainst his will But it’s obvious to anyone with a pair of eyes that he would wade through hot lava for her

I suspect Shane sees it, too, froned half smile he sendsat the bar drinking a Shirley Te to Orla while she waits to take over for Shane He and I haven’t touched since thisus together Fro at me, I don’t think I’rab a bottle of beer for a custoers trail over my knuckles Just that simple touch cal I know I shouldn’t continue to feed my addiction for Shane, but there is a voice in , to yourself tomorrow…