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ever. Knowing of Tammy’s rampant infidelity, he’d made sure to get tested—several times—just to be sure.
    “Then we don’t have to wait.” She licked her fucking lips again.
    He moved in, turned her, covered her body with his. Damn, she felt good. Warm and soft, she wrapped her creamy thighs around the back of his legs. He groaned as her feminine heat caressed his dick.
    “No waiting,” he said against her lips. He kissed her hard, preferring action to words. Words would only get him into trouble.
    Instinct kicked in. He kissed a path across her cheek. He leaned his weight so he could reach back. He couldn’t wait another second. He gripped his cock, slicked the head through her juices, and found her entrance.
    So soft. So hot. So fucking wet.
    “Paxton,” she whimpered as he pushed in.
    Goddamn, she was tight. He realized he’d been holding his breath when his lungs started to burn.
    “Fuck, Reese,” he said with a whoosh of air. He lowered his head, breathed her in. He nipped at her neck, sucked at the sensitive pulse point until she squirmed. The scent of wildflowers surrounded him. Best. Fucking. Scent. Ever.
    “Please, Paxton. Move.” Reese bucked her hips in demand.
    Smiling, he obliged. He pulled out and thrust in, deeper this time. Out, in. Out, in. His balls tightened with each thrust until finally, blissfully, he sank to the hilt.
    “Wrap your legs back around me.”
    She did, and her breath hitched on a moan as the new angle allowed him to sink deeper. He levered up, rotated his hips before rocking his pelvis against her.
    A strangled sound came from her throat. “Yes, do that again.”
    “My pleasure, sweets.”
    Her body squeezed him. He knew he wouldn’t last. He pumped into her again and again, giving them both the rhythm they needed.
    He stared down at her. Bright blue eyes, pupils dilated, sex-drunk with pleasure. Cheeks flushed. Bottom lip caught between her teeth as she met him thrust for thrust.
    “That’s it, yes,” she cried out and clamped down on him so hard he saw stars.
    A familiar sizzle crackled at the base of his spine and he couldn’t hold back. He thrust hard one last time and erupted inside of her, filling her with his release.
    His arms were shaky and weak, sweat covered their bodies, and he’d never felt more alive.
    Reese went liquid under him. Before he got too comfortable, Pax kissed her and found the strength to stand. He warmed a washcloth from the bathroom in order to clean them both up, which he did with gentle efficiency.
    A strange sense of satisfaction filled him as he stretched out beside her.
    Her eyes stayed shut and he pulled her close, tucked her head under his chin. He chuckled as she hummed and nuzzled him like a cat, almost as though she couldn’t get close enough.
    Interesting.
    The idea of keeping her close didn’t bother him at all.

Chapter Five
    Reese couldn’t move. Didn’t want to move.
    Her body tingled. The remnants of her orgasm mixed with the lazy sweep of Paxton’s fingertips along her spine. She wished she could succumb to the feeling, drift off to sleep in his arms. She would have, if the memory of the last time they’d gotten this far hadn’t ramped up her fear that at any moment the phone would ring, and their worlds would fall apart once again.
    It had been her first lesson in how fast quiet moments like these could change. One lesson she hoped she’d never forget.
    Her stomach growled.
    “Work up an appetite?”
    She cracked open an eye and tilted her head back to find an arrogant smirk on his face. “Apparently.” She tried to shove herself up, but he held her tight.
    “Where do you think you’re going?”
    “I should go. It’s getting late.”
    He glanced at the clock on the wall. “It’s only eight. How about I promise to feed you dinner, and you promise me dessert.”
    “You already had dessert.” She flicked a nail over the dark, flat disc of his nipple and watched as it hardened.
    “Keep that up, and