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hoodie and let it fall to the floor. “I’m keeping that,” I told him.
    “It’s yours,” he said, reaching for the hem of my shirt. He undressed me quickly, his hands snaking around my hips to erase the distance between us. “You’re so beautiful,” he whispered, smoothing one hand up my back, the other down to cup my ass. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed against him, our foreheads touching as I closed my eyes and sighed.
    “How did you get to be so sweet? Most guys that look like you are total assholes,” I said. When I opened my eyes, something I saw reflected on his face made my heart skip a beat.
    “You’re unlike any woman I’ve ever met,” he murmured, leaning down to kiss me. “I might not let you leave.” His tongue dove into my mouth, sending adrenaline racing through my veins. I slipped one hand under his shirt, tracing his belly with my fingertips before tucking one finger under the waistband of his shorts and skimming across his flat abdomen. He reached behind his neck to grab a handful of sweatshirt, and as he pulled it over his head, I pushed down his shorts and boxers. The feel of skin on skin was almost enough to send me over the edge. His cock was throbbing as I gripped him, and when he bent down to suck a tight nipple into his mouth, I gasped his name. His lips were back on mine in an instant, and he growled as he pushed me down on the bed. “This one’s gonna be hard and fast,” he warned, “I need to be inside you now .”
    “Condom,” I choked out. I was dangerously close to exploding, and he hadn’t even touched my clit yet. He reached toward the night stand, ripping one open with his teeth and slipping it on. Kneeling between my legs, he shifted into position and drove into me, sucking in a hard breath as he buried himself to the hilt. He pumped into me, watching as I came within seconds, which was apparently enough to send him over the edge. We maintained eye contact as we came together, and I’d never felt so connected with someone in my life. Once he’d stopped, he stayed buried inside, resting on his elbows to look down at me. He smoothed the hair from my face, resting his hand on the crown of my head as he kissed me tenderly, first on the lips, then on one cheek, and finally on my neck, burying his face into the curve of my shoulder. I wrapped my arms and legs around him, squeezing as I inhaled, his spicy scent settling into every available corner of my memory. It was guaranteed I’d never forget the smell of his cologne, the sudden recall sure to strike when I least expected, tricking my mind into believing he was close to me. Even in my orgasm induced haze, I realized this was not good, but the oxytocin flooding my brain had other plans.
    After a quick trip to the bathroom, he was back in bed pulling me to his chest. “We should have done this a long time ago,” he said. “I may have never left.”
    My chest tightened at his words. He couldn’t be serious. “You wouldn’t have given up the opportunity to come here. It was everything you wanted. “
    “Yes, but my priorities might have been different if we’d been together.” He tilted my chin up, forcing me to meet his eyes. “I’ve thought about you a lot since I moved here.”
    His bold admission caught me completely off guard. I couldn’t believe he actually felt this way about me. Heart pounding, I held his gaze and took a deep breath. “I think about you a lot, too. I was so excited when my boss told me I was coming here. I’ve been thinking about you nonstop ever since.”
    “Me too,” he smiled. “I was praying I’d get the chance to be alone with you. And I’m so glad I did.” I closed my eyes and settled into him. His free hand lazily roamed over my body, and as he pressed a kiss to my forehead, I briefly let myself wonder what might have been.
    I must have dozed off, because I woke to find myself alone in bed. In the dim light, I saw Austin standing naked at the door, staring