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I make a wet trail down his torso, tracing the lines of his abs with my tongue. I kiss the V of his pelvis—that sexy, sculpted indentation that disappears down the waist of his jeans. I rip at the button of his pants and push them down his hips because I’ve felt the massive bulge between his legs—and now I want to see it.
I want to taste it.

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According to my son, Coach Walker sounds like a combination of Captain America, Eddie Vedder, Chris Hemsworth and Albert Einstein.

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“Are you sure?”
She twists her fingers together in front of the bump.
“You’re the only person I’ve had sex with in five years.”
“Damn. That’s pretty sure.”
“Yeah.” She nods.
“But we used condoms. We used a whole . . .”
“A whole box of condoms.” Lainey throws up her hands. “I know! That’s what I said. The sperm and egg apparently didn’t get that message. And there’s this whole ripping the condom open with your teeth statistic that’s gonna blow your mind, but . . . maybe . . . maybe you should sit down, Dean? You don’t look so well.”

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“What do you call me?”
She shrugs, fidgeting with her hands.
“Baby-Daddy, Sexy Drummer Guy and once . . . Mr. Fuck-Hot.”
I chuckle. “Highly accurate nicknames.”
“Yeah.”
“But, it’s cool—I’ll be on camera and you can use my name. I’ve never been shy.”

Kapcsolódó szócikkek: Dean Walker · Lainey Burrows
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Because her smile, her long-lashed, innocent eyes, her laugh, her mind, her heart—they’re all so beautiful—precious, to me. And it’s not until this moment that I realize I can’t remember what my life looked like before her. And now, I can’t imagine my life without her in it. I don’t even want to try.

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His words trip around in my head. “I . . . make you happy?”
Seems a little early to make that call.
But that playboy smile drags across his lips and his voice goes low.
“You make me hard.”
Like a magnet to metal, my eyes make a beeline for Dean’s crotch. And—oh my—he is hard. The long, thick outline of him strains against the zipper of his jeans. My mouth waters, remembering the taste of him and the hot, smooth feel of his flesh against my tongue.
“The happy tends to follow close after the hard, so yeah—I think happy qualifies in this situation.”
Deans leans in and presses a quick kiss to my cheek.
“Don’t be nervous, Lainey. I’ve got you.”

Kapcsolódó szócikkek: Dean Walker · Lainey Burrows