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ever does and she only does it when she’s desperate for me, which tells me all I need to know.

I gently set her down on the blanket. Her gaze tracks to my cock that’s currently trying to bust out of the prison that is my jeans. She licks her lips and I’m done for. Reaching into my back pocket, I pull the condom out and toss it onto the far side of the blanket.

“Someone was confident,” she says.

I shrug. “I never go into battle expectin’ to lose.”

She grins and wastes no time, pulling her shirt up over her head so that she’s lying there in a black lace bra, her boots, and jeans. The tattoo I gave her a few days ago is starting to heal and my cock jerks in my jeans when I fixate on it. I’ll have to be sure not to aggravate it but I’m gonna make this so good for her that she won’t even be thinking about it.

I get down on my knees, placing them on either side of her legs, and reach forward to undo the middle clasp on her bra. I’m happy to see that she still wears this kind. I think they’re hot as fuck the way it pops open and releases her tits.

Her nipples pucker further due to being exposed to the air and I bend down and suckle one in my mouth. Reagan’s hand goes to my head automatically, and I can’t help but chuckle against her skin. She told me once it frustrated her that my head was completely shaved because it didn’t give her anything to hold on to. I told her I’d walk around town with her fingernail scratches on my scalp proudly.

I squeeze her tit in my large hand and bite down lightly on her nipple. She sucks in a breath and then moans, her fingers pressing harder against my scalp. Using my elbows to keep my weight off her, I take each one of her tits in my hands and move my focus from one to the other and back again until she’s writhing underneath me.

I move down her body, trailing my tongue down her abdomen until I reach the waistband of her jeans. Time for these to go.

Moving back farther, I untie her boots and remove them, then undo the button on her jeans and pull the zipper down. I grin when I see she wore matching panties to her bra. Obviously I wasn’t the only one who hoped this might happen.

When I tug her jeans down her legs, she sticks her bottom lip out. “No fair that I’m going to be naked and you’re fully dressed.”

Reaching behind my head, I grip my T-shirt and pull it forward and off. She licks her lips as her eyes take in all the ink down my arms and abdomen. Yeah, she’s still into me.

“What about your pants?” she asks.

I get back down on my knees and spread her legs so that I can rest between them. If I take off my pants, I’ll have no self-control and I’ll be rutting into her like an animal in seconds flat. “Got somethin’ I wanna do first.”

I take my thumb and press it to her most sensitive spot over top of the lace and move it in a circle. Her back arches off the blanket with a long groan. I grin and move the lace to the side, running my fingers through her slick folds. Fuck, she’s wet. So wet, and I can’t wait to have her sweetness on my tongue again. In fact, what the hell am I waiting for?

I quickly peel her underwear down her legs then settle between her thighs again before spreading her with my thumbs. Her hand rests back on top of my head and I lick her from the bottom to the top, savoring her flavor. It’s like the rattlesnake inside my chest slows, then becomes silent when I taste her again.

I work her with my tongue, taking special care to concentrate on her clit to the point that she writhes under me so much I have to use one hand to hold her in place on her abdomen. I lick, I suck, I plunge, hell, I do everything I know she gets off on and within minutes her back is arching off the blanket and she comes with a ferocity I’ve never seen.

Damn, I’ve missed this woman.

Chapter Seven

Reagan

I come harder than I have in years—maybe ever—and it feels so good because