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Nico smirks. “How do you not know?”

I look away, embarrassed I suggested such a thing. Guys don’t just rip open their hearts and tell you how they feel.

“Look at me.”

I force myself to look him in the eye.

“I’m fucking crazy about you, Savannah. I haven’t been able to get you out of my head since you glared at me through the dark-tinted windows of my car. I want you so badly that, for the first time in my life, I didn’t want to go on the road to play ball. I wanted to stay here and be close to you.”

His admission makes my heart, and the newfound butterflies in my stomach, soar in amazement and delight. Being with Nico won’t be easy, but choosing him is.

“I want you.”

“Thank fuck,” he mumbles as I lean down and kiss him.

Sparks snap as our lips touch for the second time, and it’s even better than the first.

My world shakes and shatters into a million shining pieces as I finally let Nico in and accept my fate.

twenty-seven

Nico

Savannah’ssoftlipspart,and I dive into her mouth, tangling my tongue with hers, deepening the kiss like a glutton unable to get his fill.

I want to fucking crawl inside her and eat her from the inside out so that I’m the only one who can have her.

For a second, I was afraid she was going to deny her feelings again and split. To say I’m pleased she stayed with me is putting it mildly. I’m fucking ecstatic. Savannah wants me, and I’ve never wanted a woman more than I want her.

My hands greedily slip down the sides of her body, memorizing her every curve. I grip her hips, digging my fingers into her flesh. As much as I want to strip her naked, now isn’t the time. I stay on my back and let her lead.

This is a first because I can’t recall a single time I let a woman have an ounce of control over me. Hell, I can’t remember the last time I let a woman touch me or get on top of me like Savannah is right now. I’d say I was missing out, but that’s not true.

I was just missing her.

Through Savanna’s flannel pants, I can feel the heat of her pussy as she straddles me and grinds into my stomach, her delicious ass brushing the tip of my raging-hard cock. She has me so fucked up and twisted I think I might come just by kissing her.

That theory is going to be tested real soon if she doesn’t stop rubbing her pussy all over me. It was hard enough to keep from blowing my load when she was just staring at my dick.

Savannah digs her nails into my pecs, and moans as she sucks on my tongue and then nips my bottom lip with her teeth. My pretty kitten really is a vicious little thing, and I am so fucking here for it.

Pain and pleasure go hand in hand for me. But this is different. It feels more primal. Instinctual.

I release her hips and bury my hands in her hair, tilting her head to the side. My turn to take charge and show her two can play that game.

She whimpers as I tug her brown locks and bite her lip back, before fucking her mouth like I plan on fucking her pussy—deeply and so fucking thoroughly she’ll forget her own name. The thought of burying my cock deep inside her tight wet pussy rips a growl from my chest.

To slow things down, I release Savannah’s hair and rip my mouth away from hers.

She places her hands on my chest for balance. Her lips are shiny and swollen, and her amber eyes glow with a wildfire so hot I want to reach out and touch it. Instead, I reach up and push back the strands of her hair that have fallen around us like a curtain.

“Holy shit, what was that?” she pants.

“Us. That’s us,gattina. Hot and wild, like an uncontrollable fire that can’t be put out.”

“It’s never been like that for me before.”

“Same.” I soothingly run my hands up and down the soft skin of her arms, waiting for her to lead again.