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I know exactly what you need.

Rocky’s fingers were a piston as they continued working her wet, greedy heat. With one hand between her thighs and the other reaching blindly for one of her breasts, he began licking and sucking her swollen bundle of nerves with a gentle, purposeful force.

Raegan’s rough, raspy moan was all the encouragement he needed to bring her the release her body clearly needed. He moved his hand with more force. The tip of his tongue flicked faster. And when he began swirling his tongue around her clit while using his lips to simultaneously suck?—

“Rocky!”

The cry of his name filled the air around them as her climax sent her flying.

A rush of hot liquid coated his fingers as her entire lower body arched high. He followed her movements, drawing out every ounce of pleasure he could.

Soon, her body began to relax as the remnants of her climax began to fade. With slow, gentle movements, Rocky pulled his fingers free from her core.

“Holy shit.” Raegan’s breasts rose and fell with rough, panted breaths. “That was…”

“The most incredible thing I’ve ever seen.”

His rumbled admission wasn’t a line. It was the God’s honest truth.

Watching this woman come undone beneath his touch—becauseof his touch…

I want to see it again.

And again.

And again.

Those thoughts were still rolling through his lust filled mind as Raegan pushed herself up into a sitting position. Her skin was flush from her recent orgasm, her lips were red and swollen from his kisses, and several strands had come loose from her ponytail.

He’ddone that. Him! And damn but if he didn’t suddenly feel ten feet tall and bullet proof.

Without a word, Raegan’s hand went to the belt holding his jeans in place. A sly grin lifted one corner of her mouth, and as she released the leather strap from its buckle and began undoingthe button on his jeans, Rocky realized he wanted to be inside this woman more than he wanted his next breath.

And then…

A phone started to ring.

No, notaphone. His phone. And with everything that had transpired over the last twelve hours, Rocky knew he had no choice but to answer.

With a muttered curse, he covered her hands with his to stop her. “I’m sorry. I have to take that.”

“What?” When his phone rang a second time, Raegan’s sated eyes became a little clearer. “Oh. I didn’t even realize your phone was ringing.”

“Normally, I’d ignore it. But after today?—”

“No, I get it.”

She pulled her hands away from his jeans and rested them in her lap. With her sitting completely naked before him—fuckingnaked—Rocky dug into his pocket and pulled out his phone.

His dick hurt; it was so fucking hard. It throbbed to the beat of his racing heart, and his balls were so heavy they ached.

Tempted to say to hell with it and ignore the call, he glanced down at the screen and realized that wasn’t an option.

“It’s Christian.”

And just like that, the moment was over.

“Maybe he already knows something.”