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When she turned around, Drew caught the hems of his hoodie and T-shirt together. One brow lifted at the opening notes of the song before he pulled both over his head.

Nicole laughed and shrugged. “What? It’s the perfect song.”

Both shirts hit the floor, and she forgot what she’d been smiling about.

Muscles. On top of muscles. On top of motherfucking muscles.

Drew was fucking beautiful. He was all smooth, tanned skin over broad shoulders, a solid chest, and a stomach cut into deep ridges. Every movement made those muscles shift, and her eyes followed them down to the hard lines at his hips that disappeared beneath his jeans. She wanted her hands on every inch of him. Her mouth too.

“Damn.” With one arm crossed over her chest and her other elbow propped on it, Nicole ran a finger over her bottom lip. “Take your pants off.”

Drew obeyed without a word and sat on the edge of the bed to pull off his tennis shoes and socks. Then he stood and slowly unfastened his jeans. Nicole watched him push the denim down his legs and step out of it.

The boxer briefs hugged his narrow hips, doing absolutely nothing to hide the thick erection straining against them. Fine golden hair dusted his thighs and calves. She let her eyes run down his long, tanned legs and then take their sweet time coming back up. If Drew hadn’t been so damn good at football, he could’ve made a living modeling underwear. Marky Mark didn’t have shit on him.

He gave her a slow, satisfied grin. The cocky bastard knew exactly what she was looking at.

With that grin still on his face, he crossed the room. “Your turn.”

His fingers slipped under the thin straps of her dress and eased them down her arms. The dress slid over her hips and landed around her feet, and Nicole stepped out of it, leaving her in a black satin strapless bra and matching panties.

Drew leaned back to look her over, taking his time, and she felt every second of it. “God, you’re beautiful.”

Nicole had never been shy about her body, but the way he said it still left her warm all over. Then his arm caught her around the waist, and his mouth was on hers again.

He was still being sweet about it, but he was hungrier now. They moved toward the bed a few inches at a time, their mouths separating only when Drew reached behind her and unhooked her bra. He tossed it aside, then got his thumbs under the sides of her panties and pushed them slowly down her legs. Nicole stepped out of them, then hooked her fingers into the waistband of his boxer briefs and shoved them down in return.

His cock sprang free, thick and hard between them. Her fingers curled with the need to touch him, but Drew pulled her back into the kiss before she could.

When the backs of her knees met the mattress, he eased her down and followed, bracing himself over her before settling between her thighs. His body was hot and solid against hers, his rigid cock heavy against her. Nicole’s pulse beat hard everywhere their bodies touched.

One of Drew’s hands closed around her breast, his thumb sweeping over her nipple until it went tight. His mouth trailed down her throat and over the curve of her breast before closing around her dark-brown nipple.

Nicole arched with a gasp, her hands going to his hair. He sucked in a steady rhythm, circling her nipple with his tongue between each pull, and every stroke made her pussy ache for him. Already restless under him, she pressed herself deeper into his mouth. He released her with a soft, wet pop, then moved to her other breast before she could catch her breath. The graze of his teeth made her jump. He licked away the sting before he sucked on her again.

By the time Drew came up for air, both nipples were swollen and slick, and Nicole had run out of patience. Each warm kiss down her stomach brought him closer to where she needed him, her hips lifting to meet him before she could stop them.

Drew spread her thighs, hooked one of her legs over his shoulder, and settled between them. The first slow sweep of his tongue through her pussy, from her entrance all the way to her clit, knocked the breath right out of her.

Cedric had never done this to her. He’d never even offered, and Nicole had convinced herself she wasn’t missing anything. What the hell had she known?

With his fingers spreading her open, Drew licked her again as if he had all night to learn exactly what made her lose her mind. His lips closed around her clit and sucked, and she moaned out loud. Then he eased off enough to circle her with the flat of his tongue, keeping the pressure right where she needed it before sucking her again. Her back bowed off the mattress when he stuck his tongue in her pussy.

Every time Nicole thought she could brace herself for what he was about to do, he changed the rhythm and took her somewhere else.

Her fingers twisted in his hair as the pleasure gathered, hot and heavy low in her belly. Rocking against him, she chased every lick while he held her open and kept working her clit. It built until she couldn’t hold it anymore. Nicole came hard against his mouth, her thighs shaking around his head while he licked her all the way through it.

Drew’s lips were still wet with her when he climbed back up her body. “You taste so fucking good.” His eyes held hers. “Taste yourself on my tongue.”

Her pussy clenched at that, and she licked into his mouth. The kiss was wetter and dirtier now, with the taste of her between them. Drew shifted his hips and slid his cock through her slick folds, hot against her sensitive pussy. Instead of pushing inside, he dragged the swollen head from her opening to her clit and back again, coating himself in her while her hips followed every pass.

She wanted him to stop teasing and fuck her. Even a few more seconds without him inside her felt unbearable, but being on the pill only solved one problem. She wasn’t doing this without a condom. Hot as he was, she wasn’t stupid.

Nicole had just opened her mouth to tell him when his lips brushed hers. “Hold on, let me grab a condom.”

“Okay.”

Drew rolled off the bed and found his jeans on the floor. The second his weight and heat were gone, she wanted to pull him right back, but he was over her again almost immediately, tearing open the packet. Wanting him wasn’t the question anymore. Whether she could take all of him was.