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“Right, and you’ll never tell her I doubted her culinary skills, if you know what’s good for you.”

“Why not? You’re already her favorite.”

I crossed my arms in front of my chest and narrowed my eyes. “I won’t suck your dick if you do.”

This time, a shiver passed over him and his expression grew serious. “To be honest, you don’t have to do anything. I can spend the rest of my life kissing you, holding you against me, and I’d be a lucky man.”

Without my consent, a sigh escaped from my throat, and my arms dropped to my sides.

I shook my head and said, “You are dangerous to my heart, Connor Blake. But I’d be happier if you took me upstairs and let me have my wicked way with you.”

“Yeah? Well, it’s good that I stocked up on condoms and lube. But before we start, I’m clean. Because I never take my health for granted, I get tested every three months and have never been with someone without a condom.”

“I’m fine with whatever you want. But taking my word for the fact I’ve never been with another man might be too much trust this early?—”

Connor cut off my words with another devastating kiss, making me weak in the knees, and my thoughts once again became fuzzy. I clung onto him as though he was the oxygen I needed to survive, and the low groan he released as he nipped at my bottom lip before soothing it with his tongue had a burble of precome dribbling into my boxer briefs.

“Fuck, maybe you had the right idea. Kissing you is perfect, beautiful.”

His brows drew down, and he studied my eyes for a moment. Rather than wasting words on what was proving to be a sure thing, and by that I meant me, I was the sure thing; I linked our fingers together and dragged us up to his bedroom.

My body throbbed the moment I recognized Connor in his disguise at the school, so when he shut and locked the door, pressing me into the solid wood, I went lax in his arms as once again as our mouths melded into another mind-blowing kiss.

The next few minutes were a blur. I preferred the man undressed, so I tugged at the hem of his shirt, trying to wrangle it up and over his impressive chest, but he blocked my efforts when he refused to lift his arms. A moan of pure frustration escaped my throat, and he pulled away with a smirk on his face.

“Impatient?”

There was no use playing coy. “Yes.”

His expression confused me and I asked, “Why are you so shocked that I want you? I haven’t been shy about my attraction to you. I’ve even confessed to my crush on you when I thought any relationship with you other than friendship would be impossible.”

My words jolted him into action and I lost my mind when he reached behind him, scrunched up his shirt, displaying themuscles of his chest and arms when he ripped it off over his head and tossed it aside.

I might have choked on my tongue as my eyes traced over each inch of skin revealed to me. I sucked in a breath as I reached for him, but when his fingers skimmed against the side of my ribs, I let out a loud whine. The warmth of his skin touching mine had me biting my bottom lip to prevent the filthiest of moans from escaping my throat, but Connor wasn’t having it.

“No, I want to hear every sound I draw from you. Don’t hold back. Now, kiss me.”

Every growled word went straight to my dick, and I released an obscene moan as my lips met his. I sucked on his tongue, telling him without words what I wanted. He tilted his head and deepened the kiss as his fingers traveled over my stomach, and I grew lightheaded when they popped open the top button of my jeans. With a yank, the other buttons gave way as I groaned, free of the confines of the denim.

“Need… you,” he panted.

My head jerked up, and I met Connor’s gaze. The heat behind his gorgeous light hazel irises and the way his stomach contracted as he took short, panting breaths made me bolder than my normal shy self.

I slipped my thumbs underneath my jeans, snagging the band of my boxer briefs, and shimmied my hips as I slid the rest of my clothes off, exposing all of me to Connor’s view. I blinked up at him through my lashes and spotted the flush of red along his chest and up his neck as his hands squeezed into fists at his sides.

“Connor?”

“I’m… trying…” His breath huffed out as his eyes flared with need.

“Ah, beautiful, you don’t have to hold back with me. I’ve…” Unable to stop myself, I blushed at the thought I stumbled to say aloud.

“You’ve what,cariño mío?”

“Well, I bought several toys over the past few weeks. With discretion, of course, through several online stores and have been trying them out. I… well, I used one this morning.”

Connor’s chest rose and fell as he took in several deep breaths, letting each go through clenched teeth. He held my gaze as he ripped open the zipper of his jeans and I choked back a moan to see him with nothing underneath. As he shimmied the denim down his long legs, I grabbed the base of my cock and squeezed.

Dressed, he was gorgeous, but naked, he was a sight to behold. His thick thighs and muscled calves showcased the strength he carried in his muscled body. But the sight of his heavy sac and the way his cock danced against his stomach made me swallow back the words begging him to fuck me, right that instant.