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He turns, giving me a full, close-up view. Those eyes. Fuck me with a ten-inch dildo—they are a dreamy chocolate-brown with gold flecks.
With his back to me, he shuts the door, then spins around. Like a cartoon character, his eyes pop out on springs. “Oh, fuck me.” He holds up a hand. “I have to back away right now. If I don’t, I will literally climb you like a tree.”
“This is a much better idea.” I seal my lips on his, and I don’t hold back.
“You,” he says, all low and husky. “You are just . . . all my fantasies.”
“That’s all I want, TJ. To be the inspiration for your big-dicked protagonist,” he says.
Foolish for falling in love with him again. Foolish for thinking he was the one. Foolish for putting on rose-colored glasses with him. The one guy I thought would never hurt me has punched below the belt.
