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Tentatively, I swirled my tongue around his tip.

“Oh fuck,” he said as his hands went into my hair softly.

“I’m not holding back and you aren’t either,” I told him before taking him into my mouth.

And neither of us did.

ChapterTwenty

BODIE

My brain short-circuited.

When I turned around to see her gloriously naked, I thought I’d died and gone to heaven. And trust me, I meant what I said about trying to do the right thing.

But the moment she sank to her knees my resolve weakened.

And the second her lips touched my cock, I lost the battle.

It didn’t matter that she’d never given a blowjob in her life. The feel of her soft lips wrapped around my cock and her warm mouth taking me deep as her tongue seduced me to orgasm was ecstasy at its finest.

I don’t think I’ve come so hard in my life.

However, when it was over, my woman lost her damn mind.

With a pop, her mouth released me. She then slid up my body and onto her toes and kissed me like there was no tomorrow. The taste of myself on her tongue as she played with mine, along with her hands gripping my ass in her palms, had my shaft hardening again.

Gemma pulled back, gave me a satisfied smirk, and said, “Geez your ass is firm. Someone could shoot a quarter off that thing if they wanted a playing field.” Then she slapped my backside and got out of the shower as if she hadn’t just rocked my world.

I watched as she grabbed a towel, smiled at me over her shoulder, and before walking out, told me to hurry because it was time to go shopping.

Where did my sexy seductive siren come from?

I stood there so hard I could pound nails.

Holy shit, she was going to be the death of me.

ChapterTwenty-One

GEMMA

Okay,so I kind of panicked.

Never having done anything like that in my life, when I rose to my feet I wasn’t sure how to act. So once again the sass in me came out and I played it off the best I could, faking bravado I wasn’t exactly feeling.

I tried to dress in a hurry so I could leave the room before Bodie came in, but I didn’t make it. I should probably thank someone for that because the sight of his toned, tanned body in nothing but a stark-white, cotton towel, was hot as hell.

But while that was amazing, it was when he walked toward me, never taking his eyes off me, and pulled me into him to kiss me so tenderly and sweetly, that I truly needed to give thanks.

He pulled back. “Next time, don’t run from me, love.”

I rolled my eyes. “Bossy much?”

“Only with you,” he said, rubbing his hand softly down the side of my face and around the back of my neck. “Tonight, I’m in charge and you might see just how bossy I can truly be.”

My body vibrated with anticipation. When my mouth dropped open he took advantage of my shock, pulling me in with his hand still at the back of my neck, and covered my mouth with his. That kiss wasn’t so sweet. It was wild, almost desperate, and he devoured me as if I was his guilty pleasure.

Maybe I was his favorite treat?