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And God help me, I’ll let the truth wait.

Right now I do the only thing my body wants when she looks at me like that.

I take her to bed and kiss her.

Not a careful kiss. I kiss her like a man who's been killing the clock for years and finally got the green light, and she kisses me back exactly as hard, fisting my shirt, pulling me down onto the bed on top of her.

"Off." She's already dragging my shirt up, breathless and greedy, and it's the best word in the English language.

I strip it over my head. She runs her hands up my chest and looks at me like she means to ruin me. "You’re not fair."

"Says the woman who's been hiding her delicious body under huge blazers."

I get her sweater off, her underwear a beat behind it, and I have to stop and just look. She flushes head to chest, and I lean down and kiss the color where it spreads. "Every day. Working with you. You were killing me slowly."

She turns us around, and pushes me down on the bed, and there's a boldness in her tonight, and God, I love it. She’s fucking hot.

Margot kisses down my chest, my stomach, and hooks her fingers in my waistband, her other hand rubs against my cock.

She looks up at me. "I want everything." Her voice is wrecked and certain at once.

"Take what you want, sweetheart. It's yours." My voice drops an octave. "I want that filthy delicious mouth on me."

She frees me and wraps her hand around me and the sound I make is not dignified. Then her mouth is on me, so warm and tight, that I forget the city, hockey and my own name.

She takes me into her mouth with those amber eyes locked on mine, and I fist the sheets to keep my hips still.

I watch her. "Just like that. Suck"

She moans, making my body vibrate. She’s devouring me and I know I won’t make it much longer.

I place a hand in her hair, just holding, watching her take me.

She moans around me again, and the hum of it nearly finishes me. I have a full body shudder.

She clocks it, and she does it again on purpose, watching my face. She takes me deeper, her hand working what her mouth can't reach, and I'm climbing too fast, down to my last shift.

I catch her jaw and ease her off me, slowly, and it's obscene, the pop sound her mouth makes when she lets go.

"Why" She's breathless, lips swollen and shining, and something flickers over her face that's almost hurt. "Was that not..."

"That was so fucking good I was seconds from ending early, that's why." I drag her up my body and kiss her filthy little mouth. She whimpers and melts against me.

"I’m not coming in your mouth tonight, sweetheart. I'm going to be all the way inside you." I flip us, pin her under me. She gasps and arches. "But first, I'm going to eat your pussy until you can't remember your own name."

"Jax." She’s panting heavily. Ready for me.

"Ask me for it." My finger runs through her folds. And she’s more than fucking wet. She’s hot and I let my finger pass over her opening and she’s clenching at air.

She arches off the bed and I use one arm to brace her down.

I watch her and she watches me. I touch her clit. “You’re so turned on from sucking my cock, that this...“ I press her clit again. “Is so swollen it's just taunting me to suck.”

I feel her shiver.

"Do you want that?"

"I want it." Her hips lift off the bed to chase my hand. "I want your mouth on me."