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pistoning shaft, either. He managed to do both, and it ramped me right up, sending me through the roof. The little nibble he placed on my hard nipple rocketed me closer to my orgasm.
    “Nick,” I panted. I wrapped my legs around him and pushed my heels into his ass.
    “You’re killing me, Morgan.”
    “Make me come,” I stated.
    “Oh, kitten, you know it.” He licked my nipple again, and this time blew a cool stream of air directly at it.
    I gasped and writhed under him. “Shit, Nick!”
    “I’m not going to last,” he murmured almost to himself. He reached down between us and his finger found my clit easily. “I’m not leaving you behind.”
    He flicked and pressed and rubbed against the sensitive bundle, and I had no choice but to gasp and twist and writhe some more under him. I was speeding towards my climax. And by all that was holy, I needed him to come with me.
    I reached up and dragged my nails over his nipples, and I felt his entire body shudder and he hissed out an incomprehensible swear word. I focused the efforts of my fingers, through the haze of the rising orgasm, and flicked my finger over his nipple. They pebbled delightfully and he swore again.
    “Morgan,” he breathed.
    “Oh, please, please,” I answered.
    “So close.”
    He dipped his head to my breast again and sucked hard on me as he rubbed circles on my clitoris. He pulled out again and when he went to push back in, he did all three at the same time, slamming in hard, bottoming out inside me.
    I flew apart, panting and yelling his name. My sex clenched around him—proof of orgasm, no returns, please—and I heard him swear again, slam into me two more times and groan my name, spilling inside me. He had thrust a few more times, hard, finishing himself off.
    I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and pulled him down to me. Breathing hard, our respective orgasms rolled through us. He rolled to his side and took me with him. I only lost the feeling of him inside me after he shifted on the bed to get rid of the condom.
    He put a careful hand on my cheek. “Morgan.”
    I smiled. “Hi.”
    “I’m sorry that wasn’t longer,” he said.
    “I’m not. That was what we both needed.” I ran a finger down his nose. “You can seduce me and take your time next time.”
    “Next time,” he agreed.
    “Next time would be now if it weren’t two a.m.” My heart was starting to slow and I could finally catch my breath.
    He pulled me in close and grabbed the blanket I had at the bottom of the bed. “I wish our second date could be tomorrow.” He kissed my forehead and settled the blanket over us. As I drifted off to sleep there was only one thought drifting vaguely through my head.
    I was naked in my bed with Nick D.
    It was a great way to fall asleep.

Chapter 6
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    T he alarm was a complete asshole, waking me from a blissful sleep. I yawned and stretched-
    There was only a cat on the bed with me.
    Fuck.
    Used. Again.
    I held the blanket to my chest and sat up. I looked around the room and let out a breath. I didn’t even have it in me to get upset anymore. Dervish sat quietly looking at me, almost as if he understood this was not the time to be his usual morning jerk-self.
    This was why I had been celibate for two years; the disappointment of waking up alone after all those promises was worse than anything else.
    Dervish meowed and walked over to me. He butted his head on my elbow.
    I looked at the clock, and sighed. It was the second alarm, which meant dry shampoo and the infamous sink shower. I put my feet on the floor and stopped. I looked down. The shoes were gone. I’d fallen asleep with the shoes on. I glanced around the room again. The corset and leather pants were sitting on the chair next to the door— the corset was folded, the pants were draped. Victor’s shirt was hung off the top of it on one side. The shoes were neatly on the floor below and the panties were tucked inside the shoe.
    Well, at least he