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“Come baby, come now,” I said, not sure if I was commanding or begging. That was the thing with Selena. She made me someone else. Someone who laughed and smiled. Someone who joked around and let himself have fun. Someone who could give up their precious control now and then.

“Brody!” she cried out, and came.

Her pussy clamped around me, so tight it made my heart feel like it was going to burst.

“Yesss, sweetheart, fuck,” I hissed, my balls drawing right up and cum surging out.

I pressed in as deep as I could as I came. Wave after wave washed through me, pulse after pulse of cum leaving my bodyand shooting straight into her. The knowledge that I was coming deep inside Selena only turned me on more. Marking her, staking a fucking claim on her body that no one could deny. The thoughts were shocking. I wasn’t myself around this woman, and I didn’t care. I was someone better, because she’d chosen me.

I stayed inside her; she leaned down and kissed me. I wrapped my arms around her back and held her close.

“That was crazy. I feel like a born-again virgin.” She sighed against my chest.

I chuckled. “Me, too. I’ve never come inside anyone.”

“Really?” she asked and looked hazily at me. “And you’ve chosen me for that major first? I’m honored.” She gave me a cheeky smile.

“Well, likewise, heathen. Now, since we’ve gotten our awkward first times out the way…” I sat up and twisted us at the same time. She ended up beneath me, my cock still lodged inside her, already half hard at the thought of round two.

“It’s my turn to make you moan. We’ll compare scores after.”

She gazed up at me, her eyes glittering in the darkness. I waited for her verdict. Was she able to trust me now? Would she be okay with giving me control?

Her mouth tilted up at one corner.

“So competitive. If you think you can beat me, I’m game. Do your best, Sinclair.”

So, I did.

Selena

Before I fell asleep,I’d braced myself for nightmares. After what had happened with Preston, it would be impossible not to dream about it.

But none came. It took me a full five minutes to realize that when I woke in the morning, wrapped in Brody’s arms. His smell was in my head, his body pressed against mine, and I could still feel exactly what it’d been like to have him inside me.

Stripes of sunlight fell across the bed. Slowly, so as not to wake Brody, I moved my hand toward a broad stripe. Warmth sank through my skin, and for the first time in a year, I really felt it. The cold that had settled in my bones was absent for once.

I knew I should get up and shower. I had rehearsal in the afternoon. I slid toward the edge of the bed.

“Don’t even think about it.”

I jumped at his voice. He tugged me back and pulled me to him, wrapping his arms around my waist. I couldn’t wriggle away.

“You should sleep more,” I said.

“I feel like I’ve slept for a lifetime.”

“Close. It’s ten a.m.”

Brody opened his eyes. “Seriously? Fuck, you wore me out. I haven’t slept this late since… actually, I can’t remember when.”

“We should get up then—and don’t even suggest going for a run.”

“Exercise is important in the morning. Luckily for us, there’s a fun way to get our workout in this morning.”

“How?”

He rolled on top of me, settling his hips between my legs. “How else?”