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“How long are you gonna watch me sleep?” she whispered sometime later, peeking one eye open.

“As long as you let me,” I whispered back, dipping my head to kiss her forehead. She stretched until her legs shook and looked up at me with peace softening her expression.

“Morning, Romeo.”

“Morning, G.”

“How long have you been awake?”

“I don’t know. I haven’t checked the time yet.”

“Why not?”

“Had something better to do.”

My eyes never left hers as I ran my hand over her curls, happy I already used silk pillowcases because she didn’t have a scarf in my room. I added that to my mental shopping list while she stretched again, this time into my embrace.

“Your bed is so comfortable. I slept like a baby.” She breathed me in, her arms snaking over my waist so she could trail her nails up and down my spine.

I almost shivered at the touch. I loved her hands on me more than I loved most things, and I needed to learn how to contain that shit.

But then Goldy kissed my shoulder, and my bicep, and my chest. And suddenly, holding back my reaction to her lips on me fell to the bottom of my list of priorities.

“I’ve been obsessed with your skin since the first time I saw you. Even when you had that gun to my head,” she confessed between kisses, her mouth moving down to my abs before she came back up and kissed along my chest. I couldn’t do anything but watch her head bob as she explored my body, whispering kisses along my hot skin.

When her hand moved from my back and to the space between us, Goldyn’s eyes locked with mine. I sucked in a breath, all the blood in my body rushing to my dick.

“Do you want me to stop touching you?” she checked in, her hands and mouth just out of reach, giving me time to tell her no. But I wouldn’t. I couldn’t. I wanted her mouth back on my skin and I needed her touch.Wherevershe wanted it to land.

“No.”

“I was hoping you’d say that,” Goldyn whispered, inching closer to me until her front was pressed into my chest, and she threw her leg over mine again while I remained on my side, facing her.

Her hand fell between us again and I watched, entranced at the way she bit down on her bottom lip as her fingers grazed my erection. Her hand slipped into my shorts, cradling my length. She released a sexy moan when I grew harder against her palm.

My one-track mind bypassed every other sensation and focused on the heat spreading through my veins. Desire twisted in the pit of my gut, sending tingles up and down my spine.

“Goldy. Fuck. Please don’t stop touching me.”

She sucked my neck—the same spot she was obsessed with last night—and whispered something I couldn’t hear because her fingers tightened around me, twisting at the base and then jacking my length.

“Ah, fuck.”

“I really,reallywanna see you come for me, Romeo.”

If she kept kissing on me and moving her hand like that, she was going to get her wish granted faster than I could catch my breath.

I jerked against her, helpless to do anything but let her pump me to the brink of an orgasm before she pulled her hand away from my aching dick to caress the side of my face.

“Do you wanna come for me, Romeo?”

Swallowing the words stuck in my throat, I nodded, and unleashed a raspy sound I didn’t recognize as my own voice.

Goldy watched me with wonder, studying every reaction I gave her like she wanted to commit it all to memory.

She tightened her hold on me again, stroking my dick with her left hand while the other explored my body.

“I didn’t expect you to be this responsive.”