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I cock my head to the side.

“Obviously, he has nothing on you,” she adds.

I chuckle.

“Sydney is a sucker for a little silver on a man. She says older guys make for far better lovers because they know what they’re doing.”

“Do you share her opinion?” I ask in a flirtatious tone.

She bites her lower lip, a move that makes my cock swell. “I wouldn’t know,” she shrugs. “I prefer guys my age... or a few years older.”

“Looks like I fall within that window,” I say.

“Looks like it,” she sasses.

“Did I meet your expectations as a lover?”

Memories of Saturday night—her taste, her moans, her soft silky skin under my touch, her impossibly tight pussy milking my cock, the sinful way she submitted so beautifully to me, her cries of ecstasy—own my mind, and I can’t divorce myself from them or the drop-dead gorgeous blonde sitting across from me.

A devilish expression veils her hazel green eyes.

Clearly, I’m not the only one who’s transported back to our sexy time.

“You smashed any expectations, Levi Aldridge.”

There’s no helping the grin that tugs across my face.

“I’ve never done anything like that before,” she says.

“You’re no longer a club virgin,” I note.

“That’s not what I was talking about,” she corrects. “I mean, I’ve never had a one-night stand before.”

“Never?”

“Never.” She works her bottom lip. “It’s the same for all the things you did to me in public right after we found out we were a match...” her words trail.

“I pushed you out of your comfort zone?”

“You did.”

“Is that a good thing?”

She nods animatedly. “I tagged along with Sydney because I’d made the decision to do the opposite of anything the normal, sensible Jules would do. That was the lure of the theme party. One night. Instant connection. No names. Just sex. Cautious little old me wouldn’t dream of doing anything that wild. Dark Compulsion was a safe environment to unleash a side of me I didn’t know existed.” She pauses. “When responsible, color-within-the-lines Jules started to freak out, you always managed to say something or do something to calm me down. You helped me break the leash on sensible Jules. You helped me forget.” Her words humble me. “I’m repeating myself, but I’m so thankful you were my match.”

One look at her and I could tell she was a fish out of water, but that’s what attracted me to her so damn much. There’s no greater pleasure than to initiate a willing soul.

“Same here, sweetness.”

“You still feel that way after the fact?”

“After sampling everything you have to offer? Hell, yeah.”

Her cheeks turn a beautiful shade of glowing.

Goddamn, she’s adorable.

There I go using that word again.