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of her nose and sighed. “If you must know, I’ve never had an orgasm during sex. Now, can we please end this humiliating conversation?”
    “But you’ve had sex, right?”
    “Yes.”
    “Like, with multiple guys?”
    “Not at the same time.”
    He chuckled. “That’s not what I meant.”
    “Yes, I’ve had more than one partner in my lifetime.”
    “And none of them cared enough about you to be sure you were satisfied?”
    She cocked her head and her expression said she hadn’t even thought about it like that. “I guess not.”
    “Well, then,” Jaxon said. “It’s about damn time.”
    He scooped her off her feet and flung her over his shoulder as he headed out of the kitchen. What kind of man pounded away on a woman until he was done but didn’t have the courtesy to make sure she came? Jesus. Where had she found these douchebags?
    “Jaxon!” she squealed. She wriggled in his grasp, kicking and beating on his back—though without a lot of conviction. It made him dizzy with wanting her.
    “Hmm?”
    “What are you doing?” she asked.
    “A favor.” He located the stairs and started climbing. “If you don’t stop squirming, I may have to spank you.” He’d meant it as a tease, but the instant he said it, desire to do it shot straight to his balls. What sounds would she make if he spanked her? Would she squeal some more? Would she be indignant?
    She stopped wiggling. “You wouldn’t,” she whispered.
    “I would.”
    He’d reached the top of the stairs, but walking with a huge boner squeezed into his jeans wasn’t an easy thing. For a moment, as he hurried down the hall, his guilty conscience attempted to remind him of his oath of abstinence. But he didn’t do this for himself. This was a public service. A necessary, long overdue service.
    It took a couple of false starts, but he finally found his room and once inside, he tossed her off his shoulder onto the bed. She grunted a surprised little oof sound, and the skirt of her dress flipped up over her belly leaving her panties and thighs exposed. Her eyes were wide and round as she tried to push her dress back down.
    “Nuh uh,” he said.
    “I’m not so sure this is a great idea.”
    He gave her his best rock star smile, then doubled down and pulled off his t-shirt. By the way she swallowed hard and her eyes roamed his torso and painfully tight erection, he figured she’d changed her mind.
    He unbuckled his belt and opened his jeans, just to give his cock some space, then crawled over the top of her.
    “This is a very good idea,” he said.
    She nodded, then whispered. “Yes.”
    Her tongue flicked out to wet her bottom lip, and he had to taste her. He leaned down to lick the same lip, then traced the rest of her mouth with his tongue before kissing her. She tilted her head up to meet his kiss, making a needy little whimpering sound when their lips met.
    He kissed her thoroughly before moving to kiss her neck and like a flower opening for the sun, she dropped her head to the side opening her neck to him. He kissed under her ear, over her thundering artery, nibbled her collar bone—which caused her to shiver—then kissed her chest finally getting to the place he’d wanted to be from the start of the evening.
    Taking the string that tied the neckline of her dress in his teeth, he glanced up at her face. She watched him, a little bemused. He waggled his brows at her, then pulled on the string very slowly. After the bow came undone, he buried his face in her cleavage, loosening the dress as he did.
    She smelled warm and earthy, and like wildflowers, which comforted him in a way that forced something in the back of his brain to panic. Her scent also turned him the fuck on.
    He opened the top of her dress, revealing a lacy yellow bra he could see right through. It amused him that her underthings matched her dress. She definitely struck him as that compulsive.
    Her pretty pink nipples stood to attention. He licked one through the lace and she