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"Sure you could." I poked her cheek. "But you paid for college expenses, a dorm, and an apartment for your little nugget cousin."

"Yeah." Nora smiled right away, her gaze lingering on mine. "It's weird now that she doesn't need money, to be honest. She doesn't need food either. Or hardly anything."

"But you still bring it to her at least once a week. And force money down her throat, right?"

"Absolutely. She has a nice savings. No matter what, she won't have to worry." Nora drew in a slow breath. "I thought about Maya a lot, too, when I was in that meat locker. Part of me worried that I would leave her an orphan with no one to look out for her, then I realized that no matter what, you would've done that."

"I would have. You're right." I thumbed her chin, and she nipped my finger.

"Because you're a good person. I don't know too many, but I'm lucky. We're all lucky."

"We are, Kitten." I pecked her on the lips. "We are."

Nora smiled up at me, dragging her teeth over her lip before saying, "Remember what I told you about mornings?"

"Won't ever forget that." I wagged my brows at her.

"Well…it's not just mornings. It's usually whenever I wake up. Even naps…"

"Are you saying…" I walked my fingers down her torso, allowing them to dance at the waist of her pants. "You've been belly-burning horny since you and Maggie woke up from your leisurely siesta?"

She nodded, her bottom lip poking out. "Uh huh."

"Well then…" I grinned down at her, then pulled the string of her pants so that the waist would loosen. "We're going to have to take care of that, aren't we?"

Like before, she nodded and gnawed on her lip.

"How should we go about this, Kitten?" I crooned against her ear. "Should we go slow and steady? Get you going then deny you over and over?"

"Slow and steady," she answered, her breath hitching.

"Hmm. Good thing it's one of my specialties, isn't it?"

She nodded, her feet digging into the cushion of the sofa. "Yes."

"Now…" I snuck a single finger behind the waist of her pants. "Should we use a little flick and tickle?" I mimicked the gesture over her mons. "Or should we go for the full devour-you right-here in this somewhat public living room?"

She gulped when I wriggled her pants down further. To my surprise, she didn't wear any panties under the thick sweats. It only perpetuated my grin.

"Both?" she squeaked, though I noticed her fingers curling around the edge of the cushion under her.

"Both it is." I nudged her chin up and caught her in a sweet kiss, keeping her in a gentle dance while I wriggled my fingers down to cup her pussy. Slippery wetness coated my hand as if I'd spent hours teasing her. She nodded, her entire body shuddering under me when I rubbed her in easy revolutions. "How's that, Kitten?"

"So good," she said on the tails of an exhale. She closed her eyes, and slowly, her thighs parted for me.

"You're so wet." I pressed my lips to her ear, continuing to whisper provocative phrases. "What if I can't wait to taste you?"

"Caroline." She pulled at my shirt, her hips already lifting toward me. "Please."

"Please what, Kitten?" I traced my tongue over the curves of her ear, down her neck to kiss her anywhere I could reach.

"Make me purr," she whimpered, her nails scratching at my stomach. Discomfort twisted up her pretty face as her soaked core seemed to yearn for release.

"I think your pussy wants my mouth to take over. It's screaming out my name." I sucked a small hickey on her neck in my favorite way, marking her just for me. "What do you think about that, my sweet?"

She nodded, her feet writhing against the pillows. "Yes."

I flicked my tongue over her lips as I pushed myself up and over her. A deep moan left her, and she shifted with me when I rolled off to kneel beside the sofa. I tugged her pants off, then urged her to sit up and turn to me. Heavy gasps left her, and she parted her legs around me as her hands trembled. I tugged her knees forward, slouching her and she propped her heels on the sofa. Her entire lower half exposed for me in the way I craved.