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Might as well let her see what she was in for. If she wanted to run screaming from the room at the prospect of him sliding inside her, and yes, that had happened before—okay, not running or screaming, but a “hell no” and some fast walking right out the door—he’d better let her see it.

Hooking his thumbs into the top of his boxers, he shoved them down and off, kicking them aside.

Hattie sat upright, her mouth dropping open.

“I’m big, but we don’t have to fuck if you don’t want. You just want me to eat your pussy, use my fingers? I can do that, no pressure.” He’d be happy with anything she gave him.

Hattie shifted, climbed to her knees, and walked on them to the end of the bed.

Dex watched her, taking a deep shuddery breath when she reached out and took his cock in her hand. She tilted her head back and looked up at him.

“I want everything, all of it,” she said and gave his shaft a light stroke that had him seeing stars.

“You sure?” he choked.

“Yes.”

Dex growled, hauled her up, planted her back in the middle of the bed, and came down on top of her. She wanted everything, and he was going to give it to her.

Chapter 3

Hattie was surrounded by Dex, his massive body covering hers, his skin molten.

God, the sight of him standing there naked had stolen her breath. An ancient warrior, that’s what he looked like. His upper body was covered in tattoos. And as he’d stripped off the rest of his clothes, the eagle with its wings spread on his right pec, USMC written in bold script beneath it, had ripped as his muscles had danced under his skin.

He was beyond sexy. Everything about him was.

The dark hair on his chest rubbed against her breasts, the same as his monster thighs against the insides of hers. The size of him meant she had no choice but to spread her legs wide to accommodate him. His mouth found hers and her lips parted, letting him feed her his low moans, his hunger. It matched her own.

He kissed along her throat, and she threaded her fingers in his hair when he worked his way to her breasts.

“Bra off?” he growled.

Reluctantly releasing him when Dex lifted up to give her room, she reached back and undid it. He immediately tugged it down her arms and dropped it on the floor. When his gaze came back to her chest, he huffed out a breath and then kind of fell on her, burying his face against her breasts on a rough groan.

His whiskers tickled, his hot breath making her squirm as his lips began moving over her bare skin, working their way to her tight, aching nipple before finally sucking it into his mouth.

Hattie cried out, arching up against him. One of his hands slid down her side and gripped her butt, pulling her tighter against him. That massive cock grinding down between her thighs made her gasp.

Dex lifted his head, looming over her, eyes dark and fierce and hot, holding her gaze. “Want to taste your pussy, Hattie. You okay with that?”

Every time he took a step farther, he asked, making sure she was okay and that she wanted to proceed. Somehow it made everything hotter hearing what he wanted, the way his need for her made his voice deeper, rougher. Dex was not only the sexiest man she’d ever encountered; he was a really good guy.

“Yes, I’m okay with that,” she whispered.

He licked his lips, honest to God, licked his lips like he could already taste her. Like the idea of his mouth between her thighs was the hottest thing ever. Her last boyfriend hadn’t really enjoyed doing that. Not with her anyway.

And then she shoved the thought from her mind because Dex was kissing and sucking his way down her body.

He gripped her underwear in his rough fingers at her hips, and Hattie lifted her butt so he could pull them down. She swallowed when she looked down and got another eyeful of his huge cock jutting from his body.

She imagined the way he’d fill her, stretch her, and liquid heat curled low in her belly.

“Show me?” Dex asked roughly.

Hattie’s face heated at the prospect of lying here, spread out for him, exposed in every way she could be, but that didn’t stop her. She only had one night with this man, and she wasn’t going to hold anything back.

She let her thighs fall open and watched as Dex’s gaze went right to the bare, slick flesh between her thighs. His hands went to her knees before sliding higher slowly, holding her open.