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“And I’ll enjoy kicking your tight, sweet ass.” Reaching around, I grab a handful of it before adding, “But don’t worry, I’ll kiss your wounds and tend to your bruised ego afterward. Show what it’s like to be with a real cowboy.”
“I think you’re a good boy who probably has good southern manners, and while that’s great, I want to see you get a little dirty. Hear you be a little vulgar. Just for me, though. Our little secret.”
“So, let me hear it, baby. Let me hear you be bad for me, like I know you can.”
With his dumb curly brown hair that never seems to sit right that I definitely don’t ever fantasize about threading my fingers through. His annoyingly gorgeous honey-colored eyes. His dimples that definitely don’t make my stomach flutter when he smiles with how deep they are. The idiotic way he always has a handkerchief in his pocket, like he’s a seventy-year-old man. It’s not endearing or cute or sweet. It’s obnoxious.
“I don’t know, maybe that he was a dick to you. Not that he was giving his dick to you.”
“Shut the fuck up, Addams, and take this dick like a good boy.”
“An ass this fucking nice should be praised on the daily.”
but that’s where you’re wrong, baby.” Good God, his voice is dripping with lust. “I want all of your sweat, your flavor, your everything. I want my senses drowning in you. The more seasoned, the better.”
but with Sterling, it always feels different. He feels different.
“You’re my lucky cowboy hat, my early morning sunrise, my even thinking, and my deep breaths when my mind can’t settle down. You’ve become such a huge part of my everyday life in such a short time, and I honestly cannot picture being here, making it to where I am, without you.”

