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Pushing her arms above her head, I pin her down with my hips and she wraps her thighs around mine. "I don’t, but you have no idea how hot it is to tongue-fuck that sweet little cunt of yours. Add in all that squirmin' and moanin' you did and I couldn't help it."

Burying my face in her neck, I suck on the flesh underneath her ear, then slowly whisper, "And when I get the pleasure of being inside you, I'll make no apologies for how many times I make you come. Because I plan to edge you over and over until I can't hold back anymore. After I've thoroughly touched every inch of you, left my marks on your skin, and your throat is raw from screamin' will I let myself go."

By the time I finish speaking, she's panting in my ear and lifting her hips into my groin.

I press my lips to her cheek. "But we're not doin' that tonight."

"Oh my God, you suck." She groans, throwing her head back.

I lift off her, grinning. "And you owe me five hundred bucks for being the first to crack."

Chapter Seventeen

Delilah

Iwake up with the dumbest smile on my face.

After I got dressed and Wilder took a quick shower, we cuddled in bed and talked some more. We agreed to keep this between us for now, without the pressure from everyone else, and see where it goes before announcing it.

Well, besides Noah who noticed the hickey he gave me last month.

I'm still in disbelief that this is happening. For years, I've compartmentalized my feelings about him. The Wilder I met from the crisis hotline and the Wilder I knew in person. I didn't want to give away that I was aware of our history and that it had affected me. Not only did it feel wrong because he was my ex's twin brother but Wilder didn't date. He had flings and one-night-stands, and I wasn't stupid enough to think I'd be any different if we drunkenly hooked up.

So I kept my distance as much as I could until Waylon asked me to watch him.

That's when my walls started to crumble, and I knew my feelings weren't just about the person he was nine years ago, but rather, how I felt being around him.

It's a risk, giving into these feelings, but if I've learned anything from what I've gone through, life's too short not to take it. And even though a part of me is cautioning I guard my heart, I'm following my gut that tells me to give it a chance.

"Mornin', sweetheart. How'd you sleep?" Mom asks when she exits the bathroom, dressed and ready to go down for brunch.

"Great!" I say a bit too eager, sitting at the desk and working on my makeup.

But it's true. After the most mind-blowing orgasms I've ever experienced, I slept like a baby.

When I woke up, I could still feel his tongue between my legs, and immediately wished I could climb back into his bed.

"How about you?" I ask.

"Pretty good. I was so exhausted, I nearly slept through my alarm."

"Six am was a bit early, Mama," I tease, but considering I didn't get into bed until two, hearing her alarm go off startled me awake. Luckily I was able to fall back asleep for a few more hours.

"That's what I'm used to. Any later and my whole day feels off."

I chuckle, then finish getting ready.

When my phone vibrates on the nightstand, Mom asks if I want it.

"Sure."

Before handing it over, she peeks at the screen and then raises her brows.

"What?" I ask, confused, and then I read what she saw.

Wilder

Morning, beautiful. I loved falling asleep with the taste of you on my tongue. Might need a refresher later before it wears off completely.