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Shut Up and Kiss Me (Happy Endings 2)

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Like you could break my heart.

“So fucking pretty,” I murmur, and I’m about to dive in for more when she slides a hand between us, then up higher.

I tilt my head. “What?”

With a soft smile, she whispers, “Glasses,” then takes mine off, reaching behind her to set them on the entryway table.

“Thanks.” I press my forehead to hers. “I wasn’t thinking.”

“Good. Let’s not think. Let’s not think a lot.”

“Works for me,” I say as I dive in for another round, kissing her mouth brutally and senselessly.

She gasps then hooks a leg around my hip, pulling me closer like that. So fiery, so clear in her need.

I’m determined to kiss her everywhere. I start my travels down the column of her throat, nipping and biting, rubbing my rough stubble against her soft skin.

“Nolan,” she gasps. “Everyone will see.”

I stop, press a thumb to the bloom of a bruise on the flesh right by her collarbone. “You can cover it with makeup,” I offer. I’m helpful like that.

Her green eyes twinkle with the promise of a dirty secret. “More. Just gimme more.”

“So greedy,” I tease, then I lick her neck, alternating open-mouthed kisses with soft and tender ones, a prelude to something darker.

When I reach her earlobe, I tug it into my mouth and bite. Hard.

“Oh God,” she gasps. Her hands grapple at my waist, grabbing the loops of my jeans.

She’s got a plan, it seems, because now she’s unbuttoning, unzipping, and reaching for my bulge.

That feels so fucking good.

Rubbing her hand over my hard-on, she moans. “Fuck me, please.” It’s a desperate plea.

I wrench away from her, meet her glassy-eyed gaze. “Let me fuck you with my tongue first.”

Her smile is electric and wanton.

Two minutes later, she’s naked and spread out on the bed. I’m shirtless and in my new favorite place—between her thighs. As I rake my gaze over my fearless woman’s beautiful body, reality hits me square in the chest.

I’m about to bury my face between my best friend’s legs, and technically, I shouldn’t do that.

Fuck technicalities.

Sliding my hands up her creamy flesh, I part her legs wider then dip my face to her sweetness and taste her.

She gasps.

I groan.

We move together. I lick and kiss her slick wetness, and she bucks against me. I wrap my arms under her thighs, drag her closer, and kiss her deeply.

I lap her up.

Her breath comes in fast, frenzied pants. Her hips rise up, and her hands glide down her chest as she fondles her breasts.

Holy fuck.

She’s so damn sexy as she plays with herself while I eat her out. Her right hand squeezes her breast, and her left hand travels down her body, hunting for me. She threads her fingers into my hair, brings me closer to her center.

“More. Harder,” she cries.

Yes, ma’am.

I kiss her harder, a little rougher too, dragging my jaw along her soft skin. She’ll have some beard burn tomorrow, and I’m pretty sure that’s exactly what she wants.

Then I return to her pussy, licking and sucking and drawing the swollen bundle of nerves into my mouth.

“God, yes. Ah yes. That. More. So good,” she says.

We go on like that. Her one-word commands. My mouth consuming her. My tongue licking her. Her hands grabbing and clawing me.

I do my damnedest to give her everything she wants—a nip, a bite, a kiss, a hungry lick.

She’s arching and thrusting, grabbing my head tighter. I can barely breathe, and that’s fine by me. I’m surrounded by her scent, her need. She’s close, and I’m so fucking turned on that I’m humping the bed as I flick my tongue over her just so, right there, until . . .

With a frenzied cry, she gasps, then shouts to the edge of the sky as she comes hard and beautifully on my lips.

Pleasure pounds through me. Pride, too, as I slow my pace, listening to her cues.

I brush tender post-orgasm kisses onto her thigh, then rise to my knees and rub my palm against my straining hard-on. “Want to be inside you so badly.”

She finishes undressing me in a flurry, tossing my red briefs with wiener dogs on them to the floor with an appreciative whistle. Then, she grabs a condom from her nightstand and thrusts it at me. As I roll it on, she makes a fantastic decision, getting up and rearranging herself so she’s standing at the edge of the bed.

Well, that’s clear. I stand as she stretches her arms out along the mattress and lifts her ass. Moving behind her, I smack her cheek.

The noise she makes is so carnal it should be illegal.

Grabbing her hips, I angle her higher then slide inside. All my brain cells short-circuit. She’s hot and tight and feels spectacular surrounding my cock.

I sink all the way in, savoring that moment when I fill her completely.

I breathe out hard. My mind enters a hazy, scorched land where everything is just . . . buzzy.



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